JULY 6TH PART TWO: SWEEEEEEEEEET EMOOOOOOOOTIOOOOOON
After sharing a rather intimate moment with a Red Velvet cupcake (which Im pretty certain is considered illegal in all 50 states), Mom and I went to meet up with Katie and Wade at the Rock N Roller Coaster.
Starring Aerosmith. Presented by Hanes.
I absolutely adore the Sunset Blvd area of MGM/Hollywood Studios/Where can I buy a Slytherin scarf? Oh, this isnt Harry Potter World?
Because Id rather not have a heart attack in my favorite place on Earth, I dont do loops and/or vertical drops, so Ive spent quite a bit of time soaking up its atmosphere over the years. I love it. Its bright, its cheery, its lined with palm trees, theres a turkey leg stand, and it has one of the best music loops in all of WDW.
Also, listening to people do that weird HOLY CRAP IM FREEFALLING 13 STORIES BUT THIS IS THE MOST FUN IVE EVER HAD OMG MY MIND IS SO OVERWHELMED SO IM JUST GOING TO SCREAM AND LAUGH AT THE SAME TIME BECAUSE I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO WITH MYSELF thing every time the Tower of Terror opens its windows is pretty enjoyable too.
"In the name of all that rocks..."
I love that theres a little corner of the world where they play Aerosmith songs all the time other than my bedroom. I remember singing along to Jaded as we walked through the courtyard. AND IM THE ONE THAT JADED YOU.
Do you guys remember when the greatest musical act in the world (if you cant figure out who that is, you clearly havent been reading my TR) performed with Aerosmith at the Super Bowl like 10 years ago? I was in heaven. Britney Spears was there, too. And Nelly. They all sang Walk This Way together. And Britney wore a sock on her arm and we were all just like THIS IS THE GREATEST THING EVER omg.
It was perfect.
Anyway, Mom and I went into the gift shop and, surprisingly, Katie and Wade were already off the ride. We found them waiting in line to buy the on-ride photo. I guess they posed in a special way or something. I dont know. I cant think of any other reason that would justify purchasing an over-priced photograph and not just taking a photo of the photo. Its not like they rode with Steven Tyler himself or anything.
Or maybe they did.
Come to think of it, I never actually saw the picture.
Theyve been holding out on me this whole time!
I bet theyre BFFs with Steven now. They probably hang out all the time and have matching hair feathers and talk about JLo (Do people call her that anymore? Am I offending her by saying that? Would she rather I go with Jenny from the Block because that works for me too? Im certainly not fooled by the rocks that shes got) behind her back.
Lifes just not fair.
With the
mysterious photo purchased, we headed back outside to decide what to do next. I really wanted to go do the drawing lessons before the line got too long. Katies not a huge fan, but she was a lot more open to doing this sort of thing since Wade was with us, so off to the Animation building we went.
The Hollywood Studios/MGM/Which way to the Butterbeer cart?
Oh, you cant get that here? arch.
We skipped the movie. Im a firm believer that, if Disney gives you the option to skip the movie, you should skip the movie. Even they dont think its worth the wait. And they spent money to make the movie. Probably only like $2.75 but hey, someone had to dig around in a cupholder for that 75 cents.
We got to the Animation Academy just in time, as we were the last people let into the waiting area. Thank goodness. I hate waiting with a passion. A very strong, very violent passion.
Which is why its weird that I love TV so much.
With TV, all you do is wait. Wait for the commercials to be over. Wait for the next episode. Wait for the next season. Wait for all the answers. Wait for your favorite couple to JUST GET IT TOGETHER ALREADY BECAUSE I CANT DEAL WITH THE HEARTBREAK EVERY WEEK!!!
I guess the difference is that, with TV, waiting makes the payoff all the more enjoyable.
Waiting at Disney just makes you sweaty and/or tired. Also sore in the lower back/legs/feet area.
When we were let into the animation room, we took our usual seats at the back. I am not a front-of-the-classroom kinda gal. Never have been, never will be. I need to be able to make snarky remarks without fear of being overheard by the instructor. Snarking is like breathing to me.
Heres my drawing area:
Our instructor wasted no time. Before our butts were fully on the chairs, we were already starting to draw Sorcerer Mickey. I dont remember his name, but this guy was an excellent instructor. He was funny and really seemed to know what he was doing. A few minutes in, a little girl had quite the meltdown because she was having a difficult time keeping up, but this guy didnt let it phase him. He just kept talking over her screams/tears so as not to ruin the experience for the rest of us. It made me wonder how often those guys have to put up with stuff like that. Its not an easy job, thats for sure.
Anyway, heres the finished product:
Its OK, I guess. There are some problems with the mouth area.
Thats what happens when there arent any erasers.
I'm convinced that's intentional on Disney's part so that everyone leaves disappointed with their drawing of a wonky-looking character and spends money on actual pieces of art in the gift shop.
Never change, WDW. Never change.
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