I don’t seem to update this blog enough. It’s a rare occasion that I know exactly what to say (and what not to say) on here. Anyway, I have planned to post a picture.

My hands shook a little when I was taking the picture because, for a moment I was overwhelmed by thoughts and feelings. It is odd when you try to trace back everything that has brought you there at that particular spot.
Well, nice view. 
I’m now a lot happier and more used to being home - although I still hate it when my parents turn the radio or TV on, there’s hardly ever anything decent on. C-pop? Naah thanks. Thankfully, my micro hi-fi has been doing a great job playing all my favourite Scottish bands.
One good thing about being home is the wonderful access to anime and manga.
My brother has got so many new manga books in his room, which shall keep me busy for a while.
Friends have been trying to get in touch with me to check if I’m still in Glasgow after they have heard/read about what happened at the International Airport. It is very weird to think about, especially because I was there exactly a week ago around the same time. I have been there a bit too much lately and have developed some sort of a fondness towards it. It is rather old, yet very neat and nice. I was a bit angry that they were going to destroy the whole terminal. It is just terrible.
On a brighter note, I’m slowly beginning to appreciate QI. That is genius. 