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It's Wednesday today .
It's seven a.m , I've been awake for two hours now . My mind is a f*****g whirlwind of what might happen when I step into my childhood home . I huff , turning on my side to glare out of my window . I'll be missing four days of university , because we're flying through to California on Friday — which is two days away — and instead of staying until Sunday like we planned , Elijah mentioned that it would be better if we stay until next week Wednesday . That's six days that we'll be there . Six . That's 144 hours . I only have two days to prepare for being there for six days . I'm screwed . Thoroughly . The worst part is , that mother doesn't even know that we'll be staying there . We didn't let her know .
It's too much . From New York , Manhattan to Californ
