Orlando isn't paradise.

I'm back home in Orlando and I sort of wish I wasn't. 

It all started on the wrong foot...My flight was delayed by 4 hours. 

My parents told me that I'm "too old for a vacation," and that I need to get a job to save up money while I'm home if I want to remain in New York. 

I'm gonna get all angry here and I could give two shits. Honestly, they have no idea what I went through in New York City. I went through hell and stressed myself out so bad that I lost all control of myself academically, physically and emotionally. 

I have been yelled out and criticized everyday since I've been home. 

Basically, Fringe week is my only week of freedom.

You know what I have to say about that? 

FUCK YOU. 

It's been a while

I apologize for not posting as often as I used to.

I saw Glory Days on April 26th and good god was it awful. It was 90 minutes, no intermission of horrendous story and monotonous pop music. The story: 4 guys meeting up for the first time since they graduated high school, now in the summer before sophomore year of college they want to make themselves known to the school they went to. They want to stand up to the jocks, and be cool. So they decide to time the sprinklers to turn on during the huge football game the night after they meet. A shocking secret tears them apart.

Hello...you're out of high school...What a lame idea. And...the shocking secret was a boy coming out. 

Glory Days closed opening night. 

I just saw Saved! The Musical this evening. Hilarious. The movie is still better, but the musical is so funny. The music is great and the acting is so full of emotion and so pure. I will be seeing it again tomorrow night. 

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In other news, the end of the school year has arrived. I will be home in 5 days. Scary. I have so much to do. But I am so ready to come home. I mean, I love New York City, but there's only so much I can handle.

A lot has been going through my mind lately, some things are kind of scaring me. Oh and so the grand total of boys who turned me down this semester...4. Hooray!

I ended up going to my schools end of the year formal, Boat Dance. We cruise on a boat for 3 hours and dance and party and drink. Not so fun. Granted, I was intoxicated, but still not fun. 

I've been listening to Next to Normal a lot lately and it's bringing up all the emotions I felt when I saw the show. Emotions I haven't felt in a very long time and it's making me vulnerable enough to grow feelings for people because I feel needy. Which is a terrible thing.

Damn you.