May 06, 2005 00:46
All around, today just sucked.
So I haven't slept in 2 days...I've only napped. I was called in at 5:45am on Wednesday morning to get into full Pan costume so I could drive my float from the castle to the parade staging area because there was media in the park and they needed Peter Pan to drive it off. However, the rest of the day was a total blast. More on that later, this is strictly a rant. So I was called in AGAIN at 4am this morning to do the same thing. So I go in and get my wig cap all pinned on and am about to go to it with the make up when my lead walks in and declares that we've been cut because it started raining. Okay, not too bad, I get 2 hours of report pay.
So I go home and sleep for 2 more hours, wake up, and go to school until 4:30. I have one final, a quiz, a recital and sit on my ass for a LONG while waiting to rehearse in my stupid piano ensemble class.
Went to work from 5:30 until 9:30. This was the only fun part of my day.
Went to watch the fireworks. Marne was sitting somewhere in front of the castle. I made an attempt to get there but got completely trapped by a STUPID mob of guests who would let anyone past them. So I was forced to watch the fireworks ALONE in a stupid spot. By this time I was ready to cry.
Fireworks ended and everyone moved slowly, also using their cell phones at the same time so I couldn't get through to call Marne or Sam. I stood in front of the castle for over a half an hour before I was able to call Marne and meet up with her. We wanted to get something to eat by this time but everything in Downtown Disney had closed for the night. After endlessly searching for something to eat we wound up at IHOP. And now I'm here sitting down wondering...why me?
Oh and here's a cherry for the top. Saw two ex-boyfriends while at work. One I really don't want to talk to, ever. The other thinks I'm acting weird around him for some reason. I'm not, and he's obviously making it up. Self involved, probably. Something's either bothering him or he wants me to act weird. Either way, it doesn't matter to me. But needless to say, on a day like today I didn't need to see Mikey. Come to think of it I don't need to see him on any days. At this point, never would be fine. Yes, I say that I don't fucking care.
Rant over.