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If this guy is a fat, sensitive, anti-social guy...how did he ever get picked to go on some sort of exchange to France? In 2 days, he sends pics of his cat of all things and says he wants to go home...after 2 days. I know people get homesick but 2 days...come on now. He shouldn't have went in the first place. I don't know but he sounds like a mama's boy and he will forever be one.
Let it go and don't worry so much. Do the best you can for yourself and remember to say NO in 10 years when he knocks on your door and asks if he can stay with you for a week...because it could turn out to be for a lot longer. Good luck to you.
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Life's jounney is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well-preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn-out shouting, "Holy sh*t! What a ride!" - unknown 
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