So here's the thing.
I am in England (duh)
Manchester is a decent city, but I'm tired of being the tourist.
I have gone to all of the major attractions (that are in walking distance of my hostel. To be fair, I'm scared of the transit system here. Too many different stations and transfers and what have you) and I have gone to the 'Shopping Center,' Arndale, EVERY DAY. I have not purchased something everytime I've been there, but I could tell you what part of the mall a certain store is in and how far it is from either of the 2 Starbucks in that mall (it is a small mall).
What I'm trying to say is that I am bored. More than the loneliness, more than the homesickness, it's the boredom that is getting to me. I just don't know what to do anymore. At least loneliness and homesickness give you something to occupy your time. Boredom just makes you think about how you could be doing other things with your time, you just don't know what.
Plus, there is only so much time I can spend on facebook when everyone else I know is sleeping.

Everyone keeps saying 'Oh what an experience you're having! All the things you'll see!'
But remember folks, this is an adventure that I am experiencing on my own.
Thats another thing that I've been thinking about. Who actually reads this? I mean, I have a written journal that I keep with me (so that I don't look like a weirdo and just stare at people when I'm at a cafe all by myself), but I update this so that people know what's going on with me. But no one comments. If you read this, leave a comment. I like when people comment.

You have to remember, that I KNOW NO ONE IN THIS ENTIRE COUNTRY. Other than Scott, one of the guys that works here, I have not met a single Brit. So really, comment, because I live for email. For feedback from home. For something to occupy my time.

If you do read this, I'm sorry I'm whiny. Maybe I'm just tired. And grumpy. There are 20 something German teenagers chasing each other around the hostel lobby right now. It's making me a bit grumpy.
Sorry :(