The craziest thing is that, as I get ready to go home, the time you would think would be the most exciting and least stressful, I seem to have stress coming out the wazoo. At the beginning of November, as the countdown really started, I felt great. The knowledge that I would be back in Canada in a ridiculously short amount of time was making me feel almost euphoric. All of the lonliness and all of the struggles with culture shock seemed to disappear and I felt 100% content and happy. None of the things that bug me about Filipino culture, about Baguio City, about my life, seemed to exist anymore. I guess that was the weightless feeling you get before a big fall. That lasted for a wonderous couple of weeks, and then, without warning
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