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it's so weird going back home.
i mean...im SO excited to sleep in my own bed tonight.
and it's great seeing my parents.
but it's weird to be on the outside looking in.
so i came home today. after an ordeal at the airport that i don't wanna relive, i got on the plane and got home. and my parents picked me up which was really nice. and i came home and hardly recognized my room. it was weird to be on hardwood floors. it was weird to smell my perfume and not laura's. it's weird to be tying on a real keyboard and using a mouse. it's weird not having someone else trying to sleep while i'm still up. someone told me the other day that it'd be awkward because my parents would treat me like i was a guest in my own home. and they totally are. and it IS awkward.
and then miracle worker at s.f. tonight. first off AMAZING show. everyone totally blew me away. but it was so strange.
im SO happy i knew so many people in it and at the show. i was worried id come back and no one would care. but i was getting hugs all night which was amazing. and i got to see ter, which was awesome and very rare. and hella people came tonight.
but it was just...strange. to hear about drama that totally passed and not be a part of it or even clued in. to see whose relationships have formed and whose have died. to go back to something that used to be such a part of me. it was weird.
plus...well...it was awkward. my expectations are always too high for things like that. oh well...story of my life. if you know, you know. if you don't, accept my cryptic-ness and get over it.
grease and west side at dmtc tomorrow, which shall be a BLAST. hopefully. i hope i'm not left out.
i mean...im SO excited to sleep in my own bed tonight.
and it's great seeing my parents.
but it's weird to be on the outside looking in.
so i came home today. after an ordeal at the airport that i don't wanna relive, i got on the plane and got home. and my parents picked me up which was really nice. and i came home and hardly recognized my room. it was weird to be on hardwood floors. it was weird to smell my perfume and not laura's. it's weird to be tying on a real keyboard and using a mouse. it's weird not having someone else trying to sleep while i'm still up. someone told me the other day that it'd be awkward because my parents would treat me like i was a guest in my own home. and they totally are. and it IS awkward.
and then miracle worker at s.f. tonight. first off AMAZING show. everyone totally blew me away. but it was so strange.
im SO happy i knew so many people in it and at the show. i was worried id come back and no one would care. but i was getting hugs all night which was amazing. and i got to see ter, which was awesome and very rare. and hella people came tonight.
but it was just...strange. to hear about drama that totally passed and not be a part of it or even clued in. to see whose relationships have formed and whose have died. to go back to something that used to be such a part of me. it was weird.
plus...well...it was awkward. my expectations are always too high for things like that. oh well...story of my life. if you know, you know. if you don't, accept my cryptic-ness and get over it.
grease and west side at dmtc tomorrow, which shall be a BLAST. hopefully. i hope i'm not left out.