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Well, I’ve kind of survived my first day. I’m already sick (but I knew that would happen). The flights went well and thankfully I got some sleep during them to make up for the 1 1/2 total hours I’ve gotten the past two nights. What I didn’t expect was the extreme culture shock. Last year it was sad but nothing like this year. I guess it’s because i’m attatched to the people here now. But as we were driving to Santa Ana, I couldn’t even look. I just had to close my eyes and sleep on Cassie because I was about two seconds away from breaking down. I love it here but I want to come home. There are things that I need to take care of there and i can’t do that here. But it’s total bull that I want to leave for those reasons. I don’t know. I just. I’m out of my comfort zone. I know that I’m on this trip for a reason and that God has a plan for me but His plan isn’t looking too good to me right now. I’m needed at home. But then again what do I know? Oh yeah. Nothing. Well, I do know this. I’m in for one interesting week. I’ve been on the verge of tears since we arrived. I’m glad to finally have some time to myself to think everything through and feel what I need to feel. Anyways. I miss everyone at home lots and lots. Whoever is reading this, just keep me and my mission team in your prayers. I’m scared- but I know I just need to trust God. I guess that’s all. Goodnight!