So I’m back in Florida! And I am absolutely thrilled.
I know, I probably sound brainwashed. My dad keeps teasing me about Disney drugs and whatnot, because as we arrived in Orlando I was going “OH MY GOSH IT’S THE A BUS! OH MY GOSH IT’S AN ADVERTISEMENT FOR EPCOT! OH MY GOSH I KNOW WHERE I AM!!”
Okay, maybe just a little bit insane.
But this behavior isn’t brainwashing. Contrary to popular belief. After the semester I’ve had, I need this. I need to be away from all the stress of assignments and essays and doing work I despise. I need to be away from being locked up in a dorm all day, editing and swearing at my computer. And I get the feeling that my depression will lessen being down here. Look at where I am. The world where people seem constantly happy, the world where I can go to parks and hang out with my friends on my day off. I can make films on what I want, how I want. The only stress I have is waiting to see if I got into the school of film, but I think I can handle that. I have enough distractions in the mean time.
So far, I am feeling a lot better. Housing didn’t terrify me like I had expected. The night before check in, one of my friends ambushed me in Downtown Disney. He introduced me to a girl he thought I’d get along with. We had a lot in common, so now she’s my roommate- my only roommate. We decided we didn’t want to deal with real-life episodes of Jersey Shore for three months, so we’re in a one bedroom. The extra few dollars of rent is incredibly worth it. I think the housing situation should be relatively stress free.
And I have a group of friends already! It’s me and my roommate, along with my friend from college and his roommate. They’re in another one bedroom apartment a few buildings over. We all get along well. Whenever my roommate and I make plans, we always consider inviting “the boys” to come along. This is only my third day in Orlando, but so far, this seems to be going incredibly well.
I hope it stays that way. I’m starting to feel more like my old self.
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