On the third day of my senior trip, technically the last day, we finally went to Tokyo Disneyland. I still find the concept of going somewhere off island for the weekend pretty amazing. Like I can afford to just go somewhere over the weekend, like Disneyland.
We woke up around 7:30 this day, because we didn’t even fall asleep until around 2 in the morning. We were down and eating by 7:45, but I had to go back up because in my exhaustion, I had forgotten to upload my pictures and videos from the day before onto my laptop, so it was taking up 80% of my memory, because I like taking photos and videos. But the camera cord was being weird and losing connection, so I ended up keeping them all and having to use my memory sparingly. I mean, I had thousands of pictures left, but only about 5 minutes of video left, and I like taking videos. Guess I didn’t really need to worry because this day would prove to be a day I would have just liked to have in my memory and slowly fade away until I only remember the good parts because the bad parts supposedly go away with time.
We can hope.
The day started out well. We rode the subways to Disney, and then to Disneyland, and after a group picture we were let on our own. John’s mom and Misty Anne ended up not really knowing how to lead us anywhere, so Princess and John just led the way on all the trains–which later proved to be not a good idea, because Erika and I almost got left on a train to somewhere else twice. But we made it to Disneyland finally. Disney was still in Easter mode in the end of May, so there were eggs and stuff hidden all over Disney–well, more or less hidden–. Of course, my group of four stayed together despite my hints that maybe today would have been best split in twos. We didn’t really have much of a plan. We wanted to ride space mountain. And we did. After that we just winged it(wung it?). Another ride that was an absolute must, though, was It’s a Small World. It is a Disneyland tradition to ride that ride, no matter how annoying it is. Which, I actually don’t find it very annoying. I wonder what that says about me.
We went for all the big rides mostly, while shopping around. At Tokyo Sea, I got Zoey her Nom Hat but I had yet to find anything for my other three family members. Whenever I go on a trip, like LinguaFest or this, where I have to get something for someone, or a bunch of people, there is always one person I can just keep buying for. In Korea, it was Lisa because everything was cute and purple, but everything there was cheaper and everything in Disney was expensive, so I had to refrain myself.
The rides in Tokyo are funny because they’re all in Japanese. We can’t understand a word of it. I don’t know if that adds to the effect, or takes away from it.
The first thing we did was get fastpasses for space mountain because that is the ultimate necessary ride to ride in Disneyland. While we waited for that ride, we wandered around Tomorrowland and happened upon a Michael Jackson movie. I don’t really know what the movie was called, but we decided to go in. It wasn’t until we were in the waiting room for a few minutes that it occured to us that this entire 35 minute film could be entirely in Japanese, but we decided to chance it anyhoo. It was, luckily, spoken in English with Japanese subtitles on the side. It was a film about a younger Michael Jackson (I think his name was EO)–I’d say late teens to early 20s– on a mission in space to save some planet with the power of song. And he did. And it was a good song.
After that, we looked around a shop or two, and then rode space mountain. I’d never ridden space mountain before, so it was very interesting. It was great. The only thing I found was that I had no need to scream. Or yell. Or shout. Usually on such rides as rollercoasters, people scream and yell and shout, but I found all day that the rides weren’t that fast or scary. So maybe it was just Disney. Or maybe I was already in a bad mood from the start.
We found Toontown after the ride, and rode a Rodger Rabbit ride, while looking around and stuff. I found my mom a gift; a chip and dale pillow. My logic was that my mom likes chip and dale, and she likes pillows, and I needed something to lean on while I was waiting in line all day, so it al worked out for the best. We didn’t get to go to Mickey and Minnie’s house because there was a wait. But a wait did not keep us from “It’s a Small World”. Actually, a parade did, but only for a few minutes. The others were getting annoyed at the parades, but I liked them. Who doesn’t love a Disney parade? Anyhoo, IASW. I refrained myself from taking videos with the idea that there’s probably no ride ever that hasn’t been somehow recorded and put on youtube, even if cameras aren’t allowed. I believe that people would have brought a camera in there and not got caught somehow. I really do. People are like that.
After IASW we rode the spinning Tea Cups –did I mention we were in Fantasyland now?– which were a lot faster than I had anticipated, and then we ate lunch at the Queen’s Banquet place, or something. I had a salas, which I thought would elicit some teasong from my friends, because they seemed to comment whenever I try to watch my wallet, but they didn’t say anything. We also got a cake…an Unbirthday Cake, to be exact. The name of it made it necessary to have, and we split it into four. We didn’t sing or anything, which I just now thought would have been fun. I don’t really think I know all the words, but I have no doubt one of them did.
We were stopped by another parade on the way to the Haunted Mansion, which was like IASW to John(which is lame because it’s so not a tradition). I took pictures while the others complained, and when it cleared up ten minutes later, we waited in line for probably almost an hour and went on that ride, which turned out to be really cool because they had amazing holographics or something. The guys had notices at one point that while Disneysea seemed to overestimate waiting time, Disneyland underestimated it. We went to Westernland, or whatever that land is called, and rode the Thunder Mountain. That line to for-freaking-EV-ER. While we waited, the others took out their iphones and listened to music and played games. Eventually Erika listened to Princess’ with him, and gave me hers to play stick wars. I gave it back after about an hour and Princess gave me his, although he could still listen to music while they did that.
Finally we were headed towards the castle. I wanted to look through the castle, so we went that way, although we almost got caught in another parade–Easter themed this time–. Unfortunately the line was to long and the others didn’t actually wante to wait to go to the castle–they didn’t even want to go in. So I said I didn’t want to go either, and we made our way to other rides. I won’t pretend I wasn’t disappointed anymore. I really did want to go into the castle. But I had to settle for the Pirates of the Carribean ride, which was okay, but Princess and John made fun of me for something in the line and made me mad, so I pretty much just spent the ride trying not to cry. I know, sounds pathetic. Role your eyes if you must I was not happy on that ride, and I had had enough of those guys teasing me. But I’m a weak person, so I just let them do what they want.
Things took a turn for the sour around evening.
We went shopping and I found a gift for my brother–a towel hood thing– and my father– a donald duck baseball cap. We tried to go to dinner at this fancy cafe that we’d passed int the PoC ride, but it turned out to be too gormet for our taste, and we ate at a pizza place instead.
Sometimes I feel sorry for Princess. Pissing people off all the time has got to be a little sad. I can’t think of how I’d feel if I at least managed to piss one person off a day, or a week. How would it feel if pissing off two people in one hour wasn’t even a record? But then I remember that he’s kind of just an a**hole and doesn’t really care. I still feel sorry for him. That’s the thing about him. I hate him all the time, but he’s my best friend so I can’t stay mad at him. It’s so contradictory.
Anyhoo, that’s exactly what happened. He and John pissed me off and I kind of cried because despite their beliefs I’m just a girl and I get really hurt when they insult me all the time. Then Princess pissed Erika off because he was still mad about me being pissed off, so he stormed off and left Erika alone, and then she got mad and took it out on John–which inevitably happens to anyone on Princess’ side at the moment of not happy–. She felt bad and John felt mad and we all apologized and met again so we could watch fireworks and finish the rest of the weekend.
And then the fireworks show was cancelled because of bad weather.
Hm. This ended up a sad blog, but the night didn’t end that badly. It’s just that I’m writing this a week later, and I’m watching Skyrim, so I’m not interested in finishing as much. Good weekend overall, and then we went home the next day. Yay. The end.
see you later.