laurelin_kit | Who feels dead?

Haven't updated in a while now, have I? I'm not, in fact, dead, although my feet are making a strong argument that they are actually dead. I've been working on Summer Fine Arts from 8:00 to 1:30, on My Fair Lady. Ms Debbie (Yes, Cassie, that one, and she wants to know why you didn't join?) has been teaching us the waltz. And more of the waltz. And a bit more waltz. And some jumping and some stomping and some kicking. And some more waltz. So if that wasn't enough, at Cocoa Village Playhouse, we have Li'l Abner. Which, quite frankly, I can't stand. Some of the numbers are cute, but all in all I would rather do Birdie again.

...I LOVE THAT COMMERCIAL! The MasterCard one with the little dog that someone buys water for and a collar for and then the biker puts in the sidecar and takes with him! That is so cute! *cough* Done now.

Anyway, recently my mom realized that the Play 4 Disney passes (4 days worth of tickets where you can go to any park at all during the day for four times) that she bought back when Molly and I went to Epcot expire on Thursday, so yesterday we went to MGM Studios. It was Star Wars Weekends, so we went on Star Tours twice, did Indiana Jones (sadly not in the sexual way. I'd love me some Harrison Ford, though.) and went to Muppet Vision 3D. I love Beaker and I miss the Muppets. They're a lot funnier now.

Today I left Stars early (THANK GOD, IF I HAD TO HEAR 'JUBILATION T. CORNPONE ONE MORE TIME I'D CRACK!) and Mom and I skipped out on the dinner we were supposed to go to with the Stiernas (MWAHAHAHA!) and went to Animal Kingdom. The kitties (translation: tigers) were up and about, and running around and KITTY! The gorillas were walking around, the male silverback was out. I went on the water ride, got the wettest and then decided the hell with it and just ran around in the fountain until I was completely soaked. But I was wearing my swimsuit, and it was okay. I ended up changing pants around a bend in the Maharajah Jungle Trek. Mom and I went to see the Festival of the Lion King. It's air-conditioned now! That might not seem that big of a deal for those in other states, but down here in ~~the oven~~ Florida, that's a biiig deal, especially when it's 95 degrees Fahrenheit outside. Becky called me at eleven last night and I got the message too late to call. I was really tempted to call her and hold the phone up. Lion King rules! And if I weren't about to fall asleep right now while typing this, I'd watch it. RIGHT NOW.

We tried to go to Magic Kingdom, but it was so crowded we could barely breathe. We went back to Frontierland and played on the "shooting range" for a while, walked past the (closed) Hall of Presidents, stared in horror at the tripling up, quadrupling up REALLY LONG line for the Peter Pan ride, ate some chicken and then went back home. Because we'll be coming back on Tuesday to see the flowers at Epcot and to run around and do Space Mountain as many times as we can. :D

"According to a new study, 50% of all Americans will get an STD by the age of 25. ...You're welcome." - Jimmy Fallon

Tomorrow at some time in the late afternoon, my Grandmother is coming over to have dinner with us. At, like three or four. O.x Until then, I'm free to...sit. And sit some more and no longer put pressure on my aching feet. Hey, I've got Buffy tapes!

trollprincess, in case you read this, I'm WORKING on the Faith/Billy the Kid fic, it's just only written on paper. I'll type the first chapter up tomorrow. Don't put it back up for grabs yet, pleeeease!

I'm tired, my feet hurt, I'm going to bed. Muah!

(Kiera, you got AIM? Yay! <3)