Sooner or later I did the same process. I packed all my stuff and made sure of it. I kinda knew what I need to leave and bring. But I wasn't overconfident about it.
I went down seeing my parents still shocked that I'm hear as if they didn't know me. "Wow. Your still here. I can't believe it!" Thanks for the pep talk dad. I sat down and ate looking at my phone and waiting for an Uber to get me.
My mom and dad started whispering VERY loudly as in VERY. Which just makes it awkward.
As soon as I had enough. I finished my breakfast. I left. And went all the 2 1/2 hour ride. Which was quite expensive.
And made me explode since he wanted to drop me off NEARBY my house with the cash that was supposed to be ALL THE WAY to my house. And so, I took half of my money and gave the money he deserves. I gave him a 2 star. I was quite mad, and was at least happy I got home safely.
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