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The Latest Chapter

July 21, 2011

So I quit my internship to go back to RAFA earlier than planned to help with Willy Wonka. The internship people were not pleased, to say the least, but its one of those things where I had to ask myself: in ten years, will this matter? Its been less than a week and I have yet to see it negatively impact my life. The internship was not a waste, however, because it taught me a lot of things about myself.

  1. I cannot commute to a job or anywhere for that matter. I hate it and it makes me so cranky I can’t function. If its more than like 20 minutes away from where I live, forget it.
  2. I must have variety. I cannot do the same thing day in and day out because I am easily bored and then with the cranky again.
  3. I like to work with or around people. I am capable of working alone, but I prefer to work directly with someone or for someone.
  4. I cannot stand ineffective communication. I will not tolerate it.
So, Wonka is going well, it’s a lot of fun to be basically teaching again and going back to RAFA is seriously like going home. And there’s rarely a dull moment, which is why I thrive. I would much rather be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond. Although I would love to be a big fish in a big pond, ideally, I would not be have to be fish at all.
Anyway, in more exciting news. I got a puppy.
Introducing Foxy
AKA Sexy Foxy
I adopted her from BARC (the city of Houston animal shelter located in a legit ghetto). BARC had so many animals that they lowered their adoption fee to only $20 two weekends ago. So, basically I got her on sale, but then we took her home and the poor darling has so many aliments and illnesses that I have spent more than $500 at the vet so far. But look how cute she is.
She is four months and even our vet will admit that she has quite the prima donna personality, which is hilarious because I picked out a dog just like me. She is hell to give medicine to (which we have had to do a lot), she refuses to use the dog door to go outside, she doesn’t sleep at night and she is a little piggy with food, but I love her all the same. My parents love for her is debatable, especially since they do so much babysitting for me while I work and parade about the town. But look how cute she is.
Speaking of babysitting, Aaron, Kate and I are heading to New Braunfels this weekend for a trip to Schlitterbahn and Greene. Our own end of summer bash. We will be having way too much fun in the sun. I will probably come back the color of a tomato, but….
WORTH IT!
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Thank you for making me feel like a kid

April 6, 2011

I work at Disney World. I still have moments several times a week where I have to remind myself that this is for real.

However, it’s still a job.

Many people here, especially CPs, are envious of what I do. I’m not trying to brag or sound conceited; this is a true statement. You can ask anyone who has worked here. And I love my job, really I adore it. 4 out of 5 days.

What many of these envious individuals think about my job here, is not necessarily true because it is not all roses. There are frustrating guests, long hours, crappy locations and work conditions and all the other negative aspects that go along with any job, but of course nobody wants to think of those factors.

I’m more or less a realist and I knew going into this program that I would face these not-so-magical challenges and cope, which is why I am so sick of people constantly gushing over and glaring at me out of jealously because they wish they were in my massive shoes. Let me tell y’all, I’m exhausted. I’ve worked six-day weeks for the past three weeks because I have been picking up like crazy. The overtime pay is much appreciated, but I have gotten what feels like zero sleep and even less time to do anything else. I have no food agin, because Wal-mart seems to be an all day affair and I feel like I haven’t seen my roommates in months.

But then there are still things that reinforce the magic for me.

On the upside, Mickey’s new home at Magic Kingdom, TownSquare Theatre opened April 1st and I love it there. The rooms are themed as backstage of Mickey’s magic show, where he makes a curtain call to visit guests. There are hidden Mickey’s, park symbolism, magic tricks and all kinds of other awesome props and designs that make me feel like a kid in awe every time I visit. The imagineers did a terrific job. Minnie even visits Mickey sometimes too, which is very nice of her.

I love TownSquare and I personally like it so much better than ToonTown in every way possible.

Minnie and Mickey with Joyce the magical disappearing dove

 

Minnie and Mickey with Mickey's magic trunk

So in short, while my job is just that, a job, it has been the most magical, rewarding, challenging, fun and inspiring job I have held thus far and everyday I go to work feeling like a kid agin. As they say in Monopoly, I have no regrets.

Aren't they still so cute after more than 80 years together?

Celebrate Today

January 26, 2011

So our apartment provided us with lockers that we could stow important personal belongings in if we brought out own combination lock. I was a little worried about my beautiful computer, so I had been locking it away in the locker for like the first week. Well that got old really fast because every time I wanted to use it I would have to go find the combo, figure out how to get the lock open (because this is not an area I excel in) and just get really irritated. Plus none of my roomies are gonna steal my business. I decided to stop putting the lock on the locker, but I still put my laptop in there because it was a convenient place given the fact that we have zero storage space.

I guess I was on the phone or distracted last week because one evening when I was dumping the laptop in the locker, I absent-mindedly locked the combo lock. When I went to get the laptop out the next day, I couldn’t find the combination for the lock. I tore apart all of my stuff but I couldn’t find it. I have a feeling I threw it away or something when I decided I didn’t want to use it anymore.

The laptop was stuck in the locker for like a week. It was mega mega extra safe.

I had training pretty much everyday last week from like 8:30 to 5:30 or 6, so I had to wait until Saturday when I was home to have maintenance come cut the lock. It was great.

Also last week I forgot my dumb name tag for the first day of training, I was literally held back because I could not master a certain skill necessary for my job (that was a grand old-time) and my first real day of work was a complete and total disaster where I lost some more important things (like my Disney I.D.) and even forgot a part of my costume. Also I got lost more times than I can count; all I can say is that Disney World is a very large place and each park does things differently.

However, I am apparently the only one to ever make a 100% on the assessment we took after training, and I did receive several compliments from my trainers about my animation skills.  I have gotten much better at the whole work thing and have been in the morning show at Magic Kingdom twice. I went to Animal Kingdom and Epcot as guest on Saturday, which was awesome and we had dinner in China the other night. I have met more characters than I can count and I still really like four out of my five roommates. I got a box from my parents with all kinds of goodies (like oven mitts) and I finally managed to get to the post office where I sent out three packages and like 20 postcards, so be on the look-out.

 

I told Pluto I liked his bandanna, so he let me wear it.

 

 

I am starting to get homesick because it no longer feels so much like summer camp or a temporary workshop kind of thing. Also I have a cold now, which sucks. On top of that, I am getting worried about what I’m going to do when May comes along. I would love to stay here, but the whole insurance, apartment, money situation might be an issue (when is it not?), especially since I am going to have to start paying off student loans. Also, the Internet still sucks, the buses (or beezeys) piss us off and the beds make my back hurt.

Overall I am doing just fine and despite my complaints I am still having a good time. The magic has  definitely not worn off, as I still get giddy every time I see Cinderella’s castle (even if its from the bus at 6:30 in the morning). Reality is just setting in and logic starting to override the happy little dream life I was starting to plan out.

But moving on,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!! Shout out goes to my brother who turned 14 on January 21st. YAY ROBERT!!! I was pleased with myself because I think I got him some good presents.

 

Photo by J. Nicole Images

 

 

And my birthday  is in 11 days. And I get to spend it in the happiest place on earth. So you better believe I’m excited. (Just not excited to turn 20.)

Till next time, HAVE A MAGICAL DAY!

The Magic Continues

January 17, 2011

So I’m still alive and well in Orlando. Actually I’m thriving. (Except for the fact that our Internet mega sucks.) Nevertheless,

These are most of my roommates. Kimberlee (my actual roommate, like in my room) is not pictured.

 

Pictured, from left to right, in front of Cinderella's Castle at Magic Kingdom, are Shanna, Maureen, Courtney, Me (Dana), and Hannah.

 

And in the video I neglected to mention that last night we saw Fantasmic! at Hollywood Studios (a.k.a. MGM) and  it really was fantastic.  I cannot wait to go see it again. If you get the chance to come down here, definitely make an effort to see this show. It has been running successfully for about 10 years and there is something for everybody in it. There are too many characters to count, villains, water works, fireworks and more. Just get there early because the lines are long for seating since so many people have the same idea.

Dana takes on Disney (The Magic Begins)

January 13, 2011

One of my favorite 30 Rock lines is when Jack realizes Tracy Morgan is right about something or another and Tracy says “I hate to say I told you so. So, Welcome to Miami!” That’s just what I felt like on the plane when the stewardess said “Welcome to Orlando!”

It’s the thing where I vlog

December 25, 2010

So I thought I’d give this a shot.

No Scholarship to Life

December 11, 2010

“What are you gonna be, when you get shoved outta here, honey ain’t nobody gonna be standin there with no scholarship to life. And I was scared, scared, scared, sacaaaaaaaaared! Our braces gone, our pimples gone, our childhood gone goodbye.” – A Chorus Line

College is over. At this time one week from today the horrid graduation ceremony (that whole story is for another post) will be over. I will have a B.A. in communication and will be on my way. At this time right now I have no more assignments or school things I can worry about and all I can do is wait for my grades.

It’s very surreal. And also slightly terrifying.

It seems like all of this school business is over before I even stopped complaining about it. And while I’m happy to be done, the question is now literally, what am I going to do with my life?

Obviously I have plans for Disney World (where I leave to go to in exactly one month from today – ohdeargod), but after that I got nothing. This is all very exciting, but I like to have things to plan for and worry about. School was a plan and worry outlet before and of course getting ready to leave is filling up part of that void, but it still feels like something’s missing.

It’s a very hard to describe feeling and I’m sure quite over dramatic and ridiculous, as I tend to get, but it’s how I feel all the same.

College was safe. Even though I didn’t love it by any means, you sound pretty legit when you say you are a student. College was safe. Especially since I lived at home and my school was like 10 minutes away from my house. College was just safe.

Once you graduate, however, you lose that security and you have to put forth a lot more effort to sound legit and not like a  graduated bum (especially with a slightly bogus degree like Communication, but at the same time aren’t all degrees overrated?).  Once you graduate, nobody is there handing you scholarships and commending you on your academic performance, or takeing pity on your monetary poorness. Once you graduate, that’s it.

Welcome to the world of responsible adulthood.

Oh shit.