Well, I've been home for a few weeks now... its still strange. The bread here is no good - I'm so used to the good, fresh Hungarian stuff. Adjusting to the new time was different, too. There were a few nights where I couldn't sleep, but I guess I've gotten used to this time again. I find I'm getting short-tempered a lot lately, and I don't know why. And there are so many times where I just wanted to go walking in Ujhely. Nothing is the same, and I don't want to be here, really. I want to be home in Hungary. I miss it.