Since I've been back, I've started packing up and reorganizing everything in my room into Throw Away, Garage Sale, Take Back Up to School, and Keep for When I Move Out.
I like Florida because there is sun and warmth and real food, and my sister & dad, and all my friends from Trinity and all my friends from swing. I've really missed everyone back here, and I've been having a lot of fun since I've been back.
I hate Florida because am I allergic to it. Every day I wake up sneezing with itchy, gunky eyes. And it's winter and there's no snow. And I miss Marshall and Zach and all my Scotch-n-Soda friends, and all my HSP friends, and my PGH swing friends, and I want to get working on the next show and I want to go back to class and actually be doing something. I want to have more dinner parties at Mike Yin's and more lunches with Marsahll and Beej. I want to read more great books and learn things. I want to make fun of Zach and have him call me a crusty ho's beast again. *sigh* and yes, I want to play amplitude.
The other day I said I wanted to go home and I meant Pittsburgh.
I am so happy that I go to a school that I love and have friends that I love. I am happy that I love my life. It's just a strange feeling when 'home' isn't home anymore. It's strange to both love and hate being home, but to know that I don't belong here anymore.