Overpowering

The whole London experience has,in truth,been an utterly stressful one.But I am getting more accustomed to it every day and I hope in a couple of weeks time,I won't feel so wacked,nervous,scared etc.
I just didn't have any idea how long it would take me to get there.For about 5 hours I work,I have to travel over 7 hours in the day,it takes me so long to get home after the day and I have to wake up extremely early to get ready for it all.But it's a new routine,right?It's one of those things that eventually becomes a habit.
On my first day I thought that it was going to be my last.The ticket drank all my funds and I just thought there was no way I could keep it all up.The stress I felt was like i'e never experienced before,and on the way home I was so tired all I could do was cry.I wanted to be at home-but I didn't know which one that was,I wanted to be with Joe I wanted his safe and secure hug,I just wanted to stop asking for help,I wanted to be in the position where I could do these things...I just clouded over and freaked out.Dad has been incredibly supportive of me though.As has Joe,to.I thought I was going to be able to cope so much better than I have so far.
But anyway.Yesterday and the day before I felt far better.
Today,the stress has taken it's toll on my body and i'm gladly having a day off to recover and get my bearings.I need to ring them up and tell them,which,is nerve-wracking!ah dear.
The work itself though,is actually pretty ok.I've been given simple tasks to complete,the other interns are friendly and make me feel most welcome,I feel that it will be a job I get the hang of pretty quickly, and perhaps enjoy.We'll have to see.Anyway,the whole place is pretty incredible.I guess that added to my reaction on my first day,that it was so amazing and I should have been more over than the moon than I was-it's the first job/achievement that i've ever had that's got a reaction from people of an impressive variety and it's frightens me because I don't look at it in the same way as that.If I did,i'm pretty sure I wouldn't behave professionally.
After my first day I wasn't sure I could do it for 3 weeks let alone 3 months.But as the days go by I realise that i've just got to go for it.I will get used to it.

I suddenly feel grown up,and that i'm doing something that other people may want to do as well,but i'm there.It's not something i've felt before.It's all a bit overpowering.
But hopefully it won't be for much longer.