I can't believe my family and I have been home from Disney for nearly an entire week. As an almost twenty year old, is it sad that I would rather go on vacation there than anywhere else in the U.S.? I mean not that there aren't places I want to go here - I want to go and experience practically everywhere here and across the world, but there's just something about Disney World that has always made me happy, and hopefully it will continue to. Maybe it's the fact that I can walk down Main Street USA with Aladdin and Jasmine walking in front of me, holding hands. Maybe it's that I love food, and so getting something from nearly everywhere in Epcot is insanely satisfying for me. It just feels magical now the same way that it did when I was seven, and I hope it always does.
Also, growing up kind of sucks. It's kind of awesome, but it kind of sucks.
Somebody is probably going to want to cut my fingers off for typing the word "sucks". Emily has been entertaining us all lately with her "Euphemism! Euphemism!" jokes and so now I'm super aware (and I super don't care). People will find anything to get worked up over.
