Well I decided to start this blog to keep everyone up to date now that I'm down in Orlando doing the Disney College thing.
I moved in, got registered and oriented yesterday - which was the most hectic day of my life. Disney Casting is like the place that sends you mad. That experience only deepened my belief that there are no straight lines in Disney World. Because the computer just didn't like my pinky finger on my left hand I missed the bus. So I went to lunch with the parents and tried to relax - no such luck, really.
Then there was the housing meeting, where I ended up in front of the air vent. It honestly wouldn't have made that much of a difference if I had been able to sit somewhere else. The whole room was basically a refrigerator.
The other girls living in the apartment are all really nice and I think its not gonna be too bad. There is one girl I haven't really talked to that much, but we do have 6 months.
Then there was the housing meeting, where I ended up in front of the air vent. It honestly wouldn't have made that much of a difference if I had been able to sit somewhere else. The whole room was basically a refrigerator.
The other girls living in the apartment are all really nice and I think its not gonna be too bad. There is one girl I haven't really talked to that much, but we do have 6 months.
Today started off pretty bad and stressfull. I had to walk through a sea of gorgeous shoes in DSW in order to find my two pairs of the most boring black shoes you could possibly find, but the rest of the day turned out pretty fantastic. I got some fantastic Mexican food, set up this blog, went to walmart with the roomies (craziness), got a new shower head (old one is shit), set up the new shower head, put away ALL of my stuff and now I am done for the day.
Tomorrow I have to be up and on a bus by 6:45 (ewwy). Then on Thursday I finally start job training and orientation and the insanity really begins.
And because I referenced it earlier, here's my favorite part of the 12 Tasks of Asterix:
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