Okay, it's time to be honest. Am I a failure if I decide to come home in December and stay there? The past few days I've been plagued with the debate of what I should do, and moving home to the states is looking very good to me right now. This makes week three of no work...despite my trying, good LORD have I been trying. I put all my eggs in one basket, and that one mistake is causing me the most frustration I've had in a long time, if not ever. I did not come here with enough savings to be jobless like I am now, and the only school where I have been hired will not get their act together and give me hours, so I spend my time worrying. I want people to be able to visit me in the spring (especially my mom) but at the rate I'm going, she won't have any money to visit me with, because I blew it. A part of me wants to come home, where people know me, things are familiar, I have a car and can get a job no problem. I could save up money, pay off my debts and work on grad school. I went from being a big fish in a small pond to a tad pole in Lake Michigan. But then there's the side of me, the energetic, creative, ambitious side that is pleading with me to put my worries aside and wait it out, that everything will come together...but will it? I just don't know, I just don't know what to do.