Sometimes I draw.
Wait. So we’re a game of Sims, and we also play The Sims. What if our Sims have developed The Sims for themselves? The Sims within The Sims within The Sims.
You know when you walk into a room and then you forget what you went into that room for? God just deleted an action.
The three reblogs above are pure gold. I APPLAUD THEE FOR BEING SO WITTY.
Reblogging for those comments! In the first Sims, they can play the Sims if you buy Hot Date. You can buy “The Sims” game and then they play it on their computers O_o
(via dreamstuff)Source: moltres
I apologize my dear CP blog, I have been neglecting you from the moment I’ve arrived here at Disney again. I will try my best to fill in the gaps with what I can most definitely remember as I want to most definitely remember this stuff later.
The Flight to Florida
Was horrible. Well no the actual flight was pretty comfy but wind and rain delayed it about 4 hours so what was supposed to be a 12 am arrival turned into a 4 am one. And then I had to go travel to the hotel at 4am and wake up the girl who was to be my future roomie and her aunt and her mom to let me in knowing we had the hassles of check in to look forward to the next day. Needless to say I was scared to death. Would she be friendly? Or would she cut me for disturbing her.
I woke her up at 4am, and she wasn’t mad, was very nice about it in fact and her mother invited me to just jump into bed with her daughter rather than sit around at the coffee table waiting for everyone to be up. We got along pretty well the next morning, not too hard to believe considering our first encounter was me sleeping in her bed. To save confusion and protect privacy I’m going to call my roomies by their states so that first night/morning hybrid I met and slept in the bed of Boston, met Cali the next morning and hadn’t yet really formed an opinion of her, and met Indiana who we all realized pretty quickly was used to having a mom who did a whole lot for her. Things worked out great. We all got along very well that first night and first week, and contrary to popular belief that you hate your roomies after a month or so of the program we’re nearing on month 3 and we still love each other to death.
Check-In and Chatham Square
Check in went pretty smoothly, we met this boy from Texas in the line, never really spoke to him again but the roomies and I enjoyed him while he was there. The day was long no doubt between checking in, heading to casting for our location assignments and moving our stuff into our apartment to make it look lived in. We had dinner at Earl of Sandwich that night ( a first time thing for me, I’d never eaten there before!) and there was a bit of a mess up with Boston’s fingerprints during casting that delayed her traditions class a few hours but all in all the process was pretty smooth. We got a 2 bedroom apartment in Chatham thanks to me, I sweet talked the check in guy (sweet-talked, not flirted, I’m incapable of flirting, and the check in guy was most definitely a homosexual) and we ended up getting exactly what we wanted. And apparently I did my sweet talking well because our apartment is just as big as a four bedroom but with only two rooms, Boston and my room is as big as most other apartments living rooms, and our bathroom the size of their dining rooms. Needless to say we were pretty happy with the place.
** Coming Next Time: Fantasy, Friends, Capers and Crushes.**
Alright so, today is the day I leave for Florida.
I’m excited but calm sort of because I already know the ins and outs of the CP, I can spend less time this time around learning how to do things with great CP finesse and just enjoying as much as I can, much more than before.
This time I hope to actually befriend my roomies, to go to more housing events and to see even the tiniest Disney attractions.
To eat at more restaurants, to buy more merchandise to go do more randomly fun things.
Is it 9:30pm yet? I want my plane, I want to be in the magic.
I did promise to pack at Day 7 didn’t I? I lied. Muwahahahaha. But no really I’m down to 6 days and I just started packing, I’ll get it done. I think. Right now the Schedule for the week is looking like
Wednesday- Packing and shopping/lunch with my friends before I leave
Thursday- More packing
Friday- Pickup my last paycheck and say ‘teary’ (which hear means sad but sarcastic) goodbyes to my coworkers/derping around the amusement park I worked at for half the day before heading out to Govenor’s Island with the friends for a last day of hanging before I leae
Saturday- Last minute packing, freaking out over what I potentially forgot and printing my boarding passes/ double checking my paperwork
Sunday- Day spent anxious about missing my flight till I catch it later that evening
Sunday night- Arriving in Florida, meeting one of my roomies for the first time
Monday- Check in at Vista Way and finding out my location at WDW
Yupp, I feel pretty planned out.
22 days. 22. That’s less than a month guys. Less than a month till Hollywood, and Magic and Safari’s and the World. Till Dole Whips and Mickey Bars Till Rockin and Tower
I’m so freaking excited I can’t even believe it. Plane tickets on Jet Blue have been booked The awesomest roomies have been found Enrollment in School for the semester after has been completed And all that’s left to do is pack. Which I’ll start when we’re down to 7 days.
I still have two more weekends left working at Victorian Gardens after all. But. 22. Days. EEP! ?
105 Days until my CP! YES. YAY. WHOO. School ends soon, summer job hopefully starts soon and countdown to CP is starting to feel real considering it was nearly 200 days when I started. What does all this mean? This blog will be picking up, what with Packing,Hotel,Flight Arrangements, Vlogs maybe, I definitely want to make a vlog from the airport, and the hotel the night before Check-in. Omg, planning is getting serious. This whole thing is getting serious. I’ve already gone once before and I’m getting butterflies. 105 days till Disney guys!!! 105.