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On the bus, Tay was gesturing wildly like an Italian, and her hand flew into my face.
At a rest stop (where there was a bug zapper), I notice a cut in the middle of my forehead. Haha.

Eric was very confused about bouncing.
Eric: Do things have to be dense to bounce?
Me: Do you bounce?

Someone commenting as the other bus passes: Aww, they have a movie.
John: Pssh, we have a pizza box and a pencil.

Jessica brought chocolate and Damien and John sang Irish and Scottish folk songs. Since my grandpa used to think it was funny to make me sing Irish drinking songs when I was small, I refreshed their memory about "Seven Drunken Nights."

Seven seems to be the number for wandering the Magic Kingdom. Sean was once again our tour guide.
My walking group ended up composed of seven members:
Tay, liberal, French, Lit 00, female, 16, short, out-of-state (George Washington)
Jessica, liberal, Spanish, Lit 00, female, 18, short, out-of-state (Scripps)
Sean, liberal, Spanish, Lit 00, male, 18, short, out-of-state (Vanderbilt)
Allseits, conservative, Spanish, Lit 2, Physics, male, 18, tall, in-state (UMiami)
Kelsey Wilson, conservative, Spanish, Lit 2, female, 18, short, in-state (Miami)
Me, liberal, French, Lit 00, Physics, female, 17, short, out-of-state (CMU)
Sami, liberal, Spanish, Lit 2?, female, 18, tall, in-state (somewhere in Orlando... maybe UCF?)

and when Sami was feeling ill after Haunted Mansion/eating, she was replaced by
Erich, conservative, Latin, Honors, male, 17, short, in-state (FIT)

Five of us (TJSeEN) shared the same teacup while Sa and K sat it out.
It was hard to determine who would sit next to Eric (who sat alone a few times), except when Jessica chose to sit with him instead of Sean on Thunder Mountain because she'd rather have Eric's body weight slammed into her than Sean's. Jessica, Tay and I sat together on Peter Pan and Haunted Mansion because there were seven of us, and we liked to prove that we could fit that number into three cars, on two-person rides, despite male clamoring to the contrary.
Splash Mountain broke down for a couple minutes when we were in the beehives area.
Whenever we saw other PV people, we said hello, except when it was Stefan or Cheung.

Grad night is really worth doing. While it wasn't as fun as when I went to Disney with Academic Olympics (Somehow it seemed less "magical". Plus, I was thinking less about how all the rides worked and where the fire sprinklers were since everything moved so fast), the lines moved much faster because nobody had to clean up grandpa pee and there were no strollers. The only bad thing about the pace was that some people just bumped into you, not stepping aside when walking in the opposite direction of you in hordes. There are no fastpasses, but you really don't need them, especially if you pick the right times to be places. That good ol' roller coaster-type ride, Space Mountain, was the only place where the wait was really a pain, but we noticed that a lot of spots were empty because they'd let cars go with 5 instead of 6 places full. The 6-person carts really slow down the pace, compared to rides like Pirates with lots of room per boat, but they have enough of them running simultaneously to not make it too painful. Besides, the last time I was there, we had fastpasses, so this time I had ample time to appreciate the decorations along the way, much more so than in the other fast-moving lines. The nice thing about it was that all the rides had "popular music" playing, and even though the songs weren't all my cup of tea, Space Mountain was better with music than it was without, in normal time, and everyone sang the Spice Girls song when it came on during the wait for the small world ride. We waited until during the Fray concert to go on Space Mountain because the Fray was the most popular band there, so the line was shortest. There was also a dance party boat, a lightshow stage and a bubble and foam party we avoided. The foam party kids were all bitching later because they were cold. There were fireworks at midnight, some of which we saw as we waited for Haunted Mansion access. Everyone screamed, and screamed 2007! randomly. The Disney employees were all oh yeah, celebrate four years! instead of the year of a million dreams! Their music selections were varied... they often played only the catchiest parts of various recently popular and sometimes nostalgic songs in more public places, or maybe it only seemed so because songs often overlapped, sometimes dissonantly. The echoes in various parts of the park bothered Eric, especially during the fireworks show when the back-in-Nam-like sounds bounced violently off the water (and probably Thunder Mountain afterwards) behind the mansion. One song, that kept saying "to the nth degree" played in its entirety at least three times that we heard: once in line for Thunder Mountain, twice during our time at Space Mountain. I still have no idea where things are at Disney except in relation to each other, barely, but I kind of know what there is to do, and it seems more of a real place to me.

We went on:
Mad Tea Party
it's a small world
Peter Pan
Thunder Mountain
Splash Mountain
Pirates of the Caribbean
Haunted Mansion (outside of which Sean bought a stupid hat)
-food break at hotdog place because it was fast, cheap, and open (many weren't)-
Buzz Lightyear
Astro Orbiter (same ride as Dumbo and Magic Carpets, but higher)
Space Mountain

Then Erich and someone tried to look for the same stupid Gradnite hat with ears that Sean and 80,000 other kids bought for $15, but they looked in Main Street shops that were sold out instead of out-of-the way ride gift shops that would probably have them. I don't think he found one. Everyone non-PV bought flashy light-up sunglasses and necklaces, which shone in the dark at Space Mountain and on the long trek to parking.

Some attractions were closed- notably, Jungle Cruise, Swiss Family Treehouse, Hall of Presidents, Carousel of Progress, People Mover (Tomorrowland Transit Authority) and probably kiddie rides and shows...

We were parked about as far back as was possible, in Grumpy 122.
We kept making bad political jokes about which line to choose, but the best one of the night was at parking. "Happy Right, Grumpy Left" flashed a sign, alternately.
The chaperones said to be at the buses by quarter to four, but Donovan and Abrams were held up on the ferry ride. They wouldn't let us on the bus without chaperones, so when Sean's parents fianlly came just after four, everyone was relieved to get off of the cold pavement. Bad thing was, even though the bus seats were cushier than asphalt and its ceiling carpeted, the bus was cold also, which was liveable until its light went off and motion commenced. Before that, though, Eric had to be awkward and bring up Cobalt with Tay. Even though they're going as friends, Eric wants to do the whole exchange flowers thing. Tay doesn't get why she has to kill a plant for him, blindly following tradition, when she doesn't have any symbolic feelings for Eric that the flowers are general supposed to convey. He won't listen to her opinion. She pities his future wife.

All in all, it was decent fun, except on the bus ride home when it was freezing and dark and there was nothing to do but try to sleep, but I was so cold that the only things to fall asleep were my legs, several times.

Then I slept like 8 hours and dreamt about inadvertently stealing Myers' glasses.



My mom tells me she has two dresses on hold at a dress shop next to the gym. We go. I try them on. She likes this one, in black. She buys it.

I look like a black skanky duck.

Comments

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Grad nite sounds pretty awesome! Yay for ridiculously flashing neckalaces/bracelets.

I like your description of everyone in your group.

I <3 Space Mountain.

It's a pretty dress Nicole Reilly, I'm sure you don't actually look skanky or duck-like.