Tuesday, June 23, 2009

two birds


Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away
And the other watches him close from that wire
He says he wants to as well
But he is a
liar

I'll believe it all
There's nothing I won't understand

I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand

Two birds on a wire
One says c'mon and the other says "I'm tired"
The sky is overcast and I'm sorry
One more or one less
Nobody's worried

I'll believe it all
There's nothing I won't understand
I'll believe it all
I won't let go of your hand
Two birds of a feather
Say that they're always gonna stay together
But one's never going to let go of that wire
He says that he will
But he's just a liar
Two birds on a wire
One tries to fly away and the other
Watches him close from that wire
He says he wants to as well, but he is a liar

Two birds on a wire
Once tries to fly away and the other... 

Monday, June 8, 2009

pdd

so I'm having major post disney depression today and found one of my old notes from disney, I'll share it here....

July 15, 2008 1:00am
So its 1:22am on July 15th, which means I officially have one month left in Disney, and I don't know what to feel. Being down here has been one of the hardest, and best things that has happened to me. There have been more than a few ups and downs, and so much has changed since I arrived in Orlando. 

Starting off my program, I was thrilled, to say the least, to be here. Everyday was an exciting adventure. I had new friends, a new apartment, and my backyard was the magic kingdom, what could be better right? In those first few months I formed friendships with most of the people that I now consider my best friends and I am so 
grateful for that. 

But somewhere in March (and when I say somewhere Jill knows the exact date haha) the magic started to fade. It was no longer exciting to be able to go watch the 3 oclock parade, or go to Studios for a minute just to ride tower. Work was definitely taking its total on me, and all of us, working ridiculous 60 hour weeks with no real break, managers that could care less about us even though we heard the constant "do you need anything?" 50 times a day, not to mention "no worries" **thumbs up** and the sight of the clipboard was enough to make anyone go crazy. But some how we managed through, together, and survived the brazilians, spring breakers, and god 
forbidden cheerleaders. Texting each other about ways to die at work became a must and ROS's became quite necessary.

But even though each day was more stressful than the next and each guest was worse than the last, I always knew I could come home at the end of the day and I would be comforted by friends who by now were my family. Sitting on the balcony til 3am every night, talking about everything and anything til the sprinklers came on, made everything worth it. It was strange to me, anytime I thought about how close I had come to these people in only a few months.

Then, some how it was June. It was time for so many of the people who were part of my family to leave. They were getting to return to a normal life, outside the disney bubble, and I was jealous, but beyond the jealous I was incredibly sad...and still am. It's hard everyday not having those people that supported me here, but I know theyre always only a phone call or text away.

The summer started and new cps came in, and my countdown to home started. Each day I would mark off another day on my calendar, one day closer to leaving florida. 
And now, with exactly 30 days left, I'm not sure what to do. I want to spend every waking minute with these people I call my family, and try to regain some of that Disney magic I had when I first arrived to this fairytale land.

Leaving is going to be one of the hardest things I've ever done. I know theres a lot of people I've grown so close to that I'll never see again, and thats hard to think about. Its going to be especially hard leaving the people I've just recently become to close to, I want more time with you, and I know I can't have it. But thats life I suppose. We'll all move on, and forget all our denied ER's, our nights out that failed, and our times where we wanted to self term...but we won't forget the things and the people that 
matter, and I guess that's all we can ask for right?

Well after writing all of this I guess my feeling is bittersweet. So lets enjoy our last month, lets ER as much as possible, drink way too much, and have lots of failing, because I mean, what else could we ask for? Haha I love you all more than you know.
xoxoxo, Alix