i’m so awful at this. Like really. But here’s the thing I have so much to say and so much I want to remember so I am making a promise to myself to post at least twice a week. With pictures. Okay now it’s in writing, that makes it more real.
So I really am terrible at blogging I decided. Life gets so busy and instead of writing about it I take naps. Let me try and recap the last twoish weeks.
My sister is a married a woman. I left for CA on Sept 11 and was there for 2 and a half days, not nearly long enough. The wedding went so much better than I thought it would. My sister was the most beautiful bride, the ceremony was incredible and seeing family was what I needed. Plus it was nice actually having something to talk about when family asked me what was new in my life.
Since then I have been working like crazy. My job at first was giving me so much anxiety. There literally is so much to learn, my training did not prepare me for ANYTHING. But based on what everyone has told me they didn’t learn anything in training either so luckily everyone has been more than willing to help me out. I feel a lot more confident in most positions but there are still some that I have not gotten practice in that make me apprehensive. My coworkers are weird… nice… but weird. I was invited to a party (it was titled ‘Ronniepalooza) and it was the most ridiculous experience. There were about 12 people there total and they were completely wasted by 11 at night. But the good news is they like me enough to invite me so I have that going for me.
We also met some good looking Italian and French boys that live across from us and that was pretty exciting. Bruno Mars stole my number so that was a self esteem boost.
I have had some super great days and some not so great days there really isn’t a in-between. I love my Disney class… even though I have only had one class so far I am pretty sure it’s going to be one of the most parts of my experience. I am trying to push myself to go to the parks even when I’m exhausted but after a 6 day work week it’s difficult to go out instead of nap!
Okay that’s all I have right now. I am sure I will think of things I wanted to write about later.
Right now I am sitting in Terminal A at Orlando International Airport at Gate 121. Ironic day to fly isn’t it? While I sit here sipping on my frap watching cartoons and waiting to get the okay to board I am lost in thought. 12 years ago today our country was under attack. 12 years ago everyone woke up not knowing what the day would bring. 12 years ago innocent men, women and children got on that plane and 12 years ago men and women went into work like it was just another day.
These people are often forgotten. It seems unfair that their lives should only be remembered and honored once a year. Today not only am I remembering these heroes but I am thanking my God for blessing me with life. I cannot fathom what that day must have been like for the family members, the NYC natives, the men and women who lost their lives saving others. It’s difficult to imagine how hard it must be for the firefighters and paramedics to go to work everyday remembering the horror of that day. But it is because of them and our country coming together that I feel save enough to travel today of all days. What a beautiful country we live in, sometimes we forget. I am so insanely blessed and humbled by where I am at in life. God is so so good, He has given me life and my hope is to live it to the full. Today I am going to hug my family a little tighter and make sure everyone knows I love them, just because I can.
12 years ago I was an 8 year old being woken up so I could see what was going on. Now I am 20 years old sitting in the airport waiting to be reunited with my family. For all the 8 year olds who didn’t get the chance to be 20 I am remembering you today. For all the parents who don’t get to see their 8 year old turn 20 I am remembering you today as well.
This week has been INSANITY. So much training my brain feels like mush and I am actually getting leg muscle because my shoes are so bulky. I have two more days of training and then I finally get the weekend off! I’m terrified to start working by myself though… literally there is so much stuff in my job. On the bright side I am still obsessed with my roommates. I honestly miss them when I am at work and I look forward to coming home because I know at least one of them will be here.
No pictures from today but I know it’s a day I will never forget. We had DAKlamation and we went on Kilimanjaro Safari before the park opened… the animals were so close you could have leaned out and touched them. Got my costume and experienced my first day at the park as a cast member. Shawna and I both work at the park so we are stoked to have nights off. We came home, took our pants off, got some chocolate ice cream and watched Mulan which was proceeded by a 4 hour nap. I am so insanely happy with where I am at and who I am surrounded by. Honestly, everyday just keeps getting better. I never could have imagined this is where I would end up and I never could have thought how happy this could make me. I cannot wait to start working! Day off tomorrow with my roomie Shawna, it’s going to be a great day.
Today was quite possibly the best day of my life. I have had a lot of best days but right now this one is at the top of the list. This recap is for my benefit so you will have to excuse me for adding even the tiniest of details.
Disney Traditions was phenomenal. As a Disney lover I hope that everyone who shares my love and passion can experience this class. I was so overwhelmed with complete joy, excitement and awe that I was constantly reminding myself I could not cry in front of all these strangers. Every time Walt came on the screen it was like he was talking directly to all of us… the people who understand his vision. We also got to experience doing all the cast member stuff and there are so many magical secrets and to be in on it is like the most amazing thing.
The moment we walked into Magic Kingdom (as almost employees) and I saw the castle, I wanted to sit down on the ground and weep. So many emotions. Disney is something I have been in love with since forever, it’s something that people use to tease me about, it’s a passion that I couldn’t put into words. Seeing the Magic Kingdom I was completely overwhelmed with the fact that this is my reality. It’s like I didn’t realize that working here was one of my dreams until I stood there staring at the castle.
We finished up our class and it was awesome. I learned so much and had such a great time. Seeing Disney University was so cool, I’m constantly amazed by the detail that is around me and constantly amazed that I get to be on the other side. I get to be apart of MAKING the magic. Mickey Mouse came in to congratulate us and then it happened… we got our name tags that declared us as official Disney World cast members.
As if we weren’t all on Cloud 9 already we all got to play at Magic Kingdom right after. There are no words that translate what I was feeling. I saw Fantasy Land filled with the images from storybooks come to life. I saw characters brought to life, I saw a world that I get to be apart of. Half the time I am running around like a 5 year old feeling the Disney magic like it’s the first time.. the other half I am beaming knowing that I am going to help create that magic for someone else… someone who might actually be 5.
This is all over the place and not my best writing at all… it’s just the thoughts I wanted to write down before I fall asleep and never remember exactly how I felt today on August 29,2013. I will put more effort into this tomorrow but until then goodnight and sweet dreams!
It sounds weird but I didn’t find the DCP the DCP found me. Every part of my application process happened by chance. To begin with, the only reason I knew of the program was because of my friend who applied for the program at Disneyland. On a whim I decided to apply just to see what would happen, next thing I know I am preparing for my phone interview. Something I did not know until this week was that I applied the night before the deadline and I was accepted the day before the deadline. After going back and forth trying to figure out if I should/could do this and praying like a crazy person to get an ‘answer’, I told my Dad and his emphatic enthusiasm made the decision for me. Jesus answers prayers in ways that we least expect and it is so awesome. Typical Jesus, right?
Everything kinda went lightening speed after that. I told all my friends and family that I would be leaving in a month (keep in mind I was accepted in April and didn’t make the official decision until a month before move in day). My Dad and I mapped out our 8 day journey and we left on August 18, 2013.
The road trip was beyond incredible. I have never had a real road tripping experience, the farthest I have gone by car is Arizona. This trip was 7 days worth of driving and we saw everything we possibly could. I’m not going to lie, driving through Texas was one of the longest most grueling experiences of my life but once we arrived in San Antonio I almost forgot how much I hated Texas for giving me butt cramps. We walked around the entire River Walk, we saw The Alamo, we had AMAZING food, we saw houses that have been around since the 1800’s, we had breakfast at an old house next to the Flower Mill, we had a blast. From there we saw a few more Texas landmarks and drove all the way to Louisiana.
Louisiana deserves its own paragraph. I fell in love with Louisiana… I’m serious. I wasn’t expecting much, when people found out we would be stopping here they only had negative things to say. They were DEAD WRONG. First of all, by chance I was able to see my work crew found who I have not seen in over two years and that was fantastic. Also, the LSU campus is so amazing it’s ridiculous. But mainly the whole reason we went to this state was to see New Orleans and it was worth the trip. The night we got there we left the hotel with 20 dollars and only our phones in case we got mugged. We had no idea what to expect. We walked down Canal Street so that we could go to Bourbon Street and that was an experience. Honestly, if Bourbon is all you see of New Orleans than I understand why you think it’s not a city worth stopping for. It smelt like vomit, defecation, alcohol and sin all mixed into one. Nude bars everywhere, half naked girls everywhere, a guy dressed like Satan walking down the street… it was an experience. But we did find a cute little jazz bar where we watched live music and then we had the best meal of seafood gumbo, red rice and beans, and crawfish entouffee. After eating I was so over it ready for my quiet hotel room and my comfy bed. The next day we adventured EVERYWHERE. Seriously we saw everything. We had beignets in the French Market listening to live jazz, we saw the cathedral, we saw Jackson Square, we road the St. Charles street car all the way around the city, we saw Louis Armstrong Park, we walked around Lafayette Cemetery full of above ground graves which is home of the Voodoo Queen, we walked around the Garden District full of old New Orleans’ styled homes, we got caught in a down pour of rain and we had an amazing lunch at the Gumbo Pot. It was one of the best days I have ever had. I fell in love with the culture, the history and the greenery that is Louisiana.
The other states we drove through including Arizona, New Mexico, Mississippi and Alabama were awesome to drive through but we didn’t see much of anything while we were there. We arrived in Orlando on August 24th and I don’t know if I have ever felt such excitement. The moment we crossed the state line I felt an adrenaline rush from the tips of toes to the tips of my fingers. This what we drove 7 days for. The 24 hours before check in was great. We toured around and saw where I would be living, we did some shopping and mostly I got to spend time with my Dad who would be leaving way too soon. That night we met my roommate for the first time and she was exactly how I pictured her. We both left that night with butterflies in our stomach not sure what to expect the next morning.
The morning of check in is a blur. I checked in on August 26 at 8 am. The moment of truth came when we found out where we would be living…. all 8 of us were in the same apartment. The relief and joy I felt in that moment is something I will always remember. You have never seen 8 girls scream so loud.
So here I am in my new home with 7 other girls in a new city experiencing a new adventure. It’s hard for me to comprehend that this is real and this is happening and this is my reality. I am so thankful to have had that week with my Dad, it was honestly one of the best weeks of my life and what I so needed. God is good and God is faithful and God has blessed me in BIG ways and as I sit here in my bed listening to my new friends laugh as they clean the kitchen, missing my Dad and my Mom and my friends, I am humbled. I have been blessed with amazing love in my life. I am where I am because of the people who love me and a God who does all things for the good of those who love Him. I cannot wait to see what the next 4 months of adventures have in store for us.