They don't call it the sunshine state for nothing.

So i have been in florida for a little over a week now, and it has by far been one of the most interesting experiences i have had in the past couple of months. It all started normal, with a plane ride, those are fun, free pretzels (i would prefer peanuts tho, but people are allergic). When we get there, it was actually warm outside, i was able to walk around outside without wearing a coat, havent done that in a while. The first day we went to daytona beach, that sucked, it was bike week, and i hate the beach, and the people who inhabit it.
We went do Disney's Hollywood studios the next day from what i can remember. It was an interesting experience because i have a real strange love/hate relationship with disney. I hate them for fucking up many generations and giving them a skewed sense of love and also by subliminally taking away our innocence at such a young age. There was, however, the brighter side of the trip. It allowed me to escape, it allowed me to escape my worrysome life, and everything that was on my mind. This happened about the time we got in line for the Star Wars ride, hm, maybe the Star Wars had something to do with it, who knows.
There were some Indians games thrown in there, i only had to go to one, it was boring, stupid old people. It was weird tho, the way people act in the stands. They talk to the players, they dont yell, they talk, and they do so as if the players can hear them. Case in point, the particular game i went to, the indians were playing terribly and the guy behind me kept saying "Come on guys, lets get some hits" as if he were talking to a friend. I dont know, baseball isn't my thing, so maybe thats why i dont understand.
We went to downtown disney, i wanted to go to the Virgin records store to see if i could find the Fake Problem's album, but much to my anticipation, they didn't have it. I did buy Unicornography by The Falcon, still havent gotten a chance to listen to that yet, im listening to Circa Survive now, havent listened to them in a little while. But when we were at the Virgin store, they kept coming on the PA saying that if you bought the new Flogging Molly album that you will be able to meet the band and get it signed. Since my dad was there, i kinda nudged him into doing it. He got the wristband and kinda seemed like he wanted to give it to me, but i wouldn't let him, he'd done enough for me this week, i figured he deserved it. He seemed excited to meet them. Unfortunately their show at the House of Blues was sold out, it would have been awesome to see them live again.
Other than that, the rest of the week we went to random places to shop, some liquor stores, nothing too profound.
On friday my mother was glued to the weather channel because of the apparent winter storm that was destroying the north, especially Ohio. Our flight was on saturday, the day the snow was supposed to be the worst. And it was, our flight got cancelled.
We were right at the place where you check your bags and asked the guy what we could do about the canceled flight, and he said that the next available flight that could hold my family (5 members of us) wasn't leaving till TUESDAY, right then i had a strange feeling, and then he said that the flight wasn't until 6:30 PM, thats when i got pissed, i was going to miss two days of class and work, because of the snow. Yes it might be selfish, but i just wanted to get the hell out of there, i wanted things to be different, so that i would be able to get home, and get back to the rest of my life, but now, i cant, i am stuck, trapped in this state, for three more days.
So the rest of that day sucked, we went to margarittaville, walked around some shopping place, and i was kinda frustrated and was texting the entire time.
At the end of the day, i'd had enough, i was frustrated about a lot of things, i kinda lost it. We were turning around away from our hotel to get something to eat and i just snapped, i said something along the lines of "I hate this god damn car, its so uncomfortable, and these fucking drivers in this state are fucking morons, they can never decide which lane they want to be in and change their mind at the last second, and we have to deal with this for three more fucking days!" It wasn't pretty, but after that we all had a good laugh at my outburst and were pretty much slap happy the rest of the night.
We went to some liquor store, and the people there didn't even question my age, that made my happy, even though the only thing i consumed from that place was a monster, it pretty much was all because of my beard.
So now i am right here, right now i am calm, earlier i was stricken with anxiety over the fact that i cant go home, Katy helped me with that a bit, so did David Cross and Jason Bateman (Arrested Development).
So i have two more days, no idea what we are going to do, i think maybe some more indians games, the shuttle launch, i dont know, i dont care, i just want to go home.