Amuuurica

Picnic blankets, sparklers, the smell of hamburgers and hotdogs lazily drifting off of the grill, cute chubbie little babies sporting red, white, and blue, bows, thats all I want from the 4th of July. Simple and classic no worries and no fuss. Apparently at hell-camp that is too much to ask. Each year hell-camps around the United States decide to torture ballerinas while celebrating Amuuurica's independence. Disney World was this year's Torture Chamber. Before this trip I was a Disney virgin, after this experience i'd rather eat live worms than set a foot on Disney soil.

We started out the day going strong at 10:00 am, full of bring smiling young faces happy and ready to get in touch with our inner child. Yeah, these smiling faces you see in this picture didn't last very long. We spent the entire day running from ride to ride and getting separated from each other.  Running really isn't my thing I am not a track star, I'm ballerina. Blisters immediately started to form on my heels and the thought of getting separated and lost in this huge amusement park stressed me out. 

92 degrees read the temperature, but on the black concrete in the park my friend's iphone said it was 108. We were all hot, sweaty, and disgusting the entire time. Everyone in freaking America decided to go to Disney on the 4th as well; waiting in lines for rides was ridiculous. All those hot sweaty bodies in small confined spaced rubbing up against me was just great... 

By 8:00 pm we we're all ready to kill each other. There isn't anything scarier than a bunch of hungry ballerinas who can't find food. 9:00 pm the famous disney fireworks are supposed to start, everyone in the world has showed up to watch these puppies, Magic kingdom is packed tight like rats. How did the RA's really expect to find anyone? 9:15..... The freaking fireworks only lasted 15 minutes... I repeated the freaking fireworks only lasted 15 minutes. 

Here is where the real problem starts. The entire park rushed to the mono rail to get home at the same time. Long story short we had to wait in line with 3000 other people to get back to the bus. 130 ballerinas are lose, running around disney world, expected to somehow find each other and board the bus at 10:00. At 10:10 I finally make it to the bus and have never been so happy in my life. PROBLEM: OUR FREAKING RA'S HAVE NOT MADE IT BACK BECAUSE THEY ARE IRRESPONSIBLE SO WE CAN'T GET ON THE BUS. 10:35 the moron RA's decide to show their faces. We load the bus and wait. and wait. and wait. and wait. Turns out we lost a kid in disney world. after much more waiting we decide to leave him muhahahahah  ( don't worry someone stayed back to take him back on a taxi once he decided to be found which was 3 hrs later) 

12:00 I arrive back at Hell Camp take a shower and get ready to wake up 7:00 and start my day. 

..... Happy 4th of july y'all....