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I got home 30 minutes before graduation after an hour ride sitting next to a woman as drunk as a skunk. Chloe did my hair while mom did my makeup. It was the best thing ever. I wouldn't have wanted it any other way. 

Seeing everyone brought such an overwhelming happiness to my heart. 

I have only been home for 48 hours and I can't count the number of times already I have thought of my second home-France. Most of the time I think of it with such joy, but on occasionally it is accompanied with an acute pain of the heart. I can't possibly accept that I will never return, so goodbye for now my classy, friendly, beautiful country.