Part 2 of 3

And so, I'm back.

My flight got in just a little over an hour ago. Since then, I wandered around the A-side of the airport (and found out it's apparently a Hyatt), was told I couldn't hitch a ride on the Magical Express, took a taxi, greeted my car, called Mom and Dad, called Ralph, and headed inside for a mini-whirlwind of semi-unpacking and a dose of Airborne.

All that being said, I'm tired. I think I have a cold. I have class tomorrow at 8am.

But first, a few thoughts...

In approximately 2 months from now, my family will be here. Approximately two months ago today, I had checked into Disney and was looking forward to a day at the beach with my family. Time seems to fly fast, and yet, not at all.

I'm also not exactly as thrilled to be here as I know I could be. True, this is probably due in part to having such and early make-up class, not to mention that I seem to have acquired a pseudo cold (or an actual one), but I know most of it is because I got to go home again. I got to see my family and my friends, got to experience weather that's more familiar to me. Got to take it easy. Got to sleep in. And, honestly, it's a little hard to think that I've still got another two months before me until I see my family again, let alone nearly three months until I see my home again.

These thoughts are making it hard for me to be interested in applying for the professional internships. Don't get me wrong, I can understand how they'd help me, and I think I'd have fun doing some of them if I got in. But, wow, being home, and then realizing I have to leave again, and that I might have to leave again-again and for six months at that? It's tough.

But I am on to the more-or-less second part of my Disney College Program. Time did fly, at least a little bit, and Amanda told me that it only gets faster once Halloween hits. I guess it's just a little weird to think that I just went through two months of Disney, and now I get to go through another two months of Disney, plus an extra bonus round of crazy.

Right now, feeling tired and sick, I'm not exactly thrilled.

But I did get to go on a plane today. Got to see the plane's shadow on the tops of the clouds. There looked to be a rainbow aura around it; that was cool. The clouds looked like snow too, so that was cool as well. I got to see dots of light indicating towns and factories and civilization. I got to see lightning far off in a neighboring cloud. I got to see the Orlando International Airport again and find my way to the Magical Express busses.

It's just...I know there's good here. I know it's a good thing for me to be back and trying to better myself. I know it's good to continue with the College Program and to have it added to my resume. I know it's good to get the perks like discounts and free park entry.

But when I got on that plane today, I started to cry. I missed home. I miss home.

But I'm back, and hoping to maintain what I've already started, and improve where I see fit. And that begins, of course, by getting a little extra sleep tonight. Especially since I didn't get a lot last night.

Don't get me wrong, I am sort of happy to be back. And I'm sure once I get into the swing of things and have some better times, it will be better. But class tomorrow morning? Having to work starting at 10:15am AND having to close the day after that? Seeing on my schedule I have a 14 hour day coming up? Just a little hard to be excited. Just a little.

But I've got to try.

Off to bed!