delilahb

It was a long week. A week of walking endless miles, sleeping short nights to wake up to screaming children and bitchy parents. A week of intense heat and foggy mornings. A week of rekindling my childhood love of fairytales and princesses. A week to prove that home isn't so bad, but leaving is just as good. A week reminding me of what I can become and how I can avoid doing so. It was a week of laughter, excitement and memories.

Some of the most memoriable moments:

Seeing a guy propose to his girlfriend at Cinderella's Table. It was the most romantic thing and almost made me cry (mind you, I don't cry at sentimental bullshit regarding love or anything else like that). I had to stop and think about myself for a moment, and realized that I do want to get married. It's sad, but true. So, any single guys out there?

Meeting Sleeping Beauty. I saw the first time two days before I had to leave and was refused by park staff to take a picture with her. I was devistated. Since I was five, I have had this fascination with Sleeping Beauty and would pretend I was her and fall asleep in my bedroom with a tiara on waiting for Prince Phillip to come and wake me. Needless to say, it's never happened. On the last day I was there, I was at Epcot, walking in a back area with my parents and there she was! All by herself! In the end, I got my picture with Aurora. Teehee.

Seeing all of the beautiful South Americans. Anyone want to move to Argentina with me?

I'm glad to be back, however. The week was so intense, that it's nice to back to the boring drama that is Missoula, Montana. I am not glad to be back to the thirty degree weather. I loved the eighty degrees. Bring me summer now! I want the heat.

I hope you all had fun!

Kiss, kiss,
Delilah.


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