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Woke up at 5am...couldn't figure out why but time difference duh. I've felt like throwing up for the past 3 days. I don't whether I'm sick or it's just the anxiousness of being home, plus I barely eat anymore which probably doesn't help but I just don't get hungry. It's so weird being here, so surreal. It seems exactly as I left it but I know everything's different. Weird. Looking forward to this moment and every one that follows until mon night when I have to head back to the dreadful place I unfortunately call home. Then two more weeks! I can do this.