So I just came from Europe yesterday. My spanish class went to Barcelona and Madrid, Spain and Paris, France. I had fun. My dad came too but he wasn't the only parent there. When we were at the airport and even on the bus to the airport, I started to tear up because I would miss all the new friends I made. The thing is, I might never see them again. The two groups that traveled with us were from North Carolina and Detroit. The two guys from North Carolina were hilarious, the chick from NC was cool, and the other guy didn't talk much. This one girl from Detroit was nice.
Anyways, everyone was saying how they were excited to go back home, but I came home to a pissed mom and average food that I don't really eat. Everyone had complained about the food in Europe...except me. Oh yeah there is no milk in the house. All I eat in the house is cereal with milk. My dad is probably too tired to go shopping as am I, and my mom wont buy anything for me because she is still pissed. But I still had the most fun and I'm really goin to miss everyone and the whole experience.
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