"Sweet and Salty"

So today wins the awards for not only one of the greatest days of my life, but also one of the scariest. Allow me to expound on that statement. I got up the earliest that I’ve been required to thus far in my internship, 5:00 a.m. (that’s not the scary part, just wait). So I get up, jump in the shower, and ate a quick breakfast. At 6 a.m. “Roxanne” and I made our way toward the Magic Kingdom. I was pretty excited for today because I have been selected for the SpectroMagic parade. AHHH! Well I get there and our two parade leaders begin our parade orientation. They take us around the Magic Kingdom and show us where we’ll be at, where our captains will be during route, and where we can make a quick get-a-way if the need arises. After doing that, we headed over the P.C. (or Production Center for you newbies ☺) to check out some various floats. Well, both the Celebration and SpectroMagic floats were having work done on them, so our instructors decided to take us over to the Halloween/Christmas storehouse. So here I am, itching to climb up on the float I’m standing closest too! Through I various turn of events, I found myself, along with the rest of my group, aboard the sweetest float in the history of Disney parades! I am just sitting there soaking it all in! In fact, Daughtry’s “Home” seems like it should be playing in the background! So to my dismay, we all climb down off the float and continue our orientation.
After orientation finished about 12:30, I headed over to costuming to get fitted for my beyond epicness outfit! It was here that I found out that not all those people selected for parade orientation actually become approved in the specific parade. Once I’ve been taught the choreography, I must then perform before a show something-or-other and be approved. However, to prevent me from a mild stroke, multiple seasoned performers told me it should be no problem—“you have to really stink,” they said. All I can think at this point is, “Story of my life. ☺”
After my fitting I headed over to Cosmetology to learn how to apply my makeup. Let me just say that my character requires a boatload of makeup. First my entire face has to be spray-painted white, then blue accents are added to my eyes, cheek bones, and chin. Once that’s done, I headed to my own little station where I’m supposed to apply my own eyeliner (which still remains on my eyes because I can’t get it off), mascara, and lipstick. Now the eyeliner wasn’t so so bad. It was more like an eye creaser for me, because, call me strange, but I have this slight phobia of sticking pencils in my eyes, so my line was a little far from my actual eye line. The mascara was quite a different story. Not only did I successfully pierce myself in the eye about 17 times, but I managed to only apply it to my eyelid, MY EYELID! How does that happen? I could have done a better job with both of my eyes closed. Thank goodness today was training. The lipstick wasn’t so bad. That one actually looked pretty close to the picture.
Once I was okayed, I began to take all of it off. Did you know that shaving cream takes that stuff off? It does! So I got the majority of it off! However, I left resembling Captain Jack Sparrow (which I was completely okay with).
Now for the creepy part…so Jessica and I decide to go see “I Can Do By All By Myself” tonight. Well, we get to the 10:25 p.m. showing and there’s really no one there. As the previews begin to roll, a few couples seep into this massive theatre! Well then the movie starts, all’s well right? Or so I think. This maybe 250 lb. man comes into this practically empty theater and picks the seat two down from me. He proceeds to lift the armrest separating us and lean over an ask me, “Is it just starting?” I was kind and told him yes. Then I leaned back over to enjoy the movie. Now this next part I promise to goodness I am not exaggerating. Every time I would move, breathe, or laugh, he would turn and stare at me and sigh, “mmmmmmmmm.” I promise! Ya know that feeling when someone is watching you, you could be in the room with the president and you wouldn’t be able to focus on anything but that individual staring at you? Well that’s how this was. This guy kept doing this for like 5 minutes—every time I would move, breathe, or laugh. Well at that point, I haven’t watched one ounce of the movie because I’m playing back “Taken” in my mind and how I’ve got to call someone and describe this guy as he drags me away to murder me! Not only that, but I’ve got to come up with a game plan to slash his face with my keys when he so much as moves toward me again ☺! All rules of fair fighting go out the window at a point like this. I’m also feeling like I’ve got to protect Jessica and be the man. Granted that man’s gonna be screaming bloody murder but whatever. So after about 5 minutes, I leaned over to Jessica and said, “We’ve got to move. Let’s act like we’re leaving and just sneak back in through the upstairs door and watch the rest of the movie.” So we both get up to go, and this stalker gets up too! So we sit back down; meanwhile, he takes off down the stairs. So after the movie, I’m still freaking out thinking he’s waiting to follow me home and kill me. I head to the bathroom and start thinking to myself, “What if he’s in there?” Well, it’s like midnight so I’m figuring no one’ll be there so I start to unhinge my trousers as I make my way through the bathroom. I round the corner and nearly run into this man using the bathroom. So here I am, my fly down and about to scream like a girl! All of that made for one very very interesting end to my very great day!