Comin Up to the End...

The song "High School Musical" officially makes me sad.

It's extremely relevant to me and my friends about to part ways.

I noticed a few things today.

While writing my letter of resignation for the Laughing Place, I realized I had no idea when my last day was, due to the possums getting out for winter break. December 18th. Woah, WHAT? That's four weeks ahead. Holy HECK. Two more paychecks and I'm gone. Dang...

I also got on the computer to do my homework today and realized I only had two assignments left in each class. Holy heck times two...

I'm excited to go right now, at least. I need some sort of widget that'll tell everyone when I'm happy or sad to go, haha.

-Baby Rabbit <3

Roller Coaster Riiiide...

Yea, I took lyrics from HSM instead today. I went there.

Actually I'm just running out of Song of the South lyrics :O I knew it would happen sooner or later.

So it seems I've fallen into that trap most Disney CPers fall into with these blogs: I stopped posting after I got accepted.

I'll post more lengthy things soon... Right now I'm trying to just sort out my life because I am both excited and terrified to do this. 

More exciting stories to come later I'm sure...

-Baby Rabbit <3

Zipedee Do Da, Zipedee Ay, My Oh My What a Wonderful Day!

I'VE BEEN ACCEPTED TO THE DISNEYLAND COLLEGE PROGRAM!!!

AAAAAHHHHH!!!!

I was a bit disheartened today. The mail was an hour late and I was getting a lil teed. Mama Rabbit told me before my last trip to the mailbox to not be disappointed if I didn't get in because she just read that it was much harder to get into the Disneyland program than the Disney World program.

So I shuffled to the mailbox, now extremely anxious, not even caring what the answer was at this point because the anxiety has allowed me no sleep in two weeks.

And there was the giant white envelope. I pulled it out to make sure it was from Disney, and lo and behold. I was gonna open it when I got inside, but then I realized that wasn't gonna happen and opened it.

And there was that beautiful purple folder!!

I'll be Quick Service Food and Beverage. Not my top choice, but one of my top three's at least, and I hear it's a pretty desirable position; well payed, lots of hours, busy, all that jazz. And I wasn't kidding when I told my recruiter there are no bad jobs at Disney. I hope to get Blue Ribbon Bakery, Pizza Port, or especially the Gibson Girl ice cream parlor!

I'M SO EXCITED!!!

For those of you Laughing Place inhabitants wanting to squee with me about this, I'm off to youth group, but stick around, I'll be back later tonight to squee with you all!

-Baby Rabbit <3

I Zig and I Zag, I To and I Fro, That's What You Ask Me, That's What You Know...

Yes... Zigging and zagging from home to the mailbox... That's what I've been doing with all of my time. I'm so excited about this darn letter! :)

Me and Mama Rabbit are visiting my Sissy and Nephew Rabbit until Monday, so hopefully my mind will be off the letter in due time. I hear letters aren't going out until this weekend, so hopefully monday, tuesday, or wednesday will be the big day.

In the meantime, two of my good friends and Auntie R took the time to write to me today to tell me they're thinking of me and to hang in there. I'm so lucky to have so many people that care! I'm lovin it!

Perfect strangers on message boards are emailing me as well, saying they're crossing their fingers and hope to know soon, it's been awesome! I'm dreaming about working at Disneyland every night, I'm ready for it to be real already.

*crossing fingers*

-Baby Rabbit <3

Stop Jumpin Around You'll Run Out of Breath, Why Don't You Sit Down and Calm Yourself?

I'm gonna run out of Song of the South lyrics soon =O

So THREE MORE people have been accepted to WDW's program, and still no DL letters. Papa Rabbit left behind the mail key again today so can go check at 2 instead of waiting for him to come home at 5.

I'm trying REALLY hard not to waste break over waiting for this letter, but hey, isn't that what break's for? Doin nothing?

I JUST WANNA KNOW IF I GOT IN AND WHAT ROLE I GOT :P

Maybe if I go clean the Briar Patch a bit I can keep myself busy and Mama Rabbit happy til the mail comes.

-Baby Rabbit <3

The Weather is Good, The Fishin' is Fine, But What Do You Do With All of Your Time?

Run back and forth between the mailbox.

I thought being on fall break would distract me from the unbearable wait for the notification letter, but instead I just ran three trips to the mailbox.

2:00 the postman comes every day. Today is the day he decides to be an hour late.

On top of that I'm trying not to overly freak, cause there's a good possibility it's not even here yet today.

Tomorrow marks two weeks since my interview, the max amount of time they say it usually takes. I'll just DIE if it's three weeks. Unfortunately mail is pretty slow to get out here to the Briar Patch.

Baaah, this waiting thing is killing me! WDW applicants are being accepted left and right; get on the bandwagon, Disneyland!!

-Baby Rabbit <3

Home Sweet Home is the Lesson Today...

Does anyone who actually come by this blog plan to go to the Disneyland College Program in January? If you do, could you email me or comment me if you're interested in getting to know a roomie beforehand? (I'd be in the wellness apartment, for anyone who was curious.) Thanks!

-Baby Rabbit <3

He's Learned His Lesson Again...

Okay, so here's the rundown for work. I had the meeting this morning. (Not before being sick to my stomach the entire time I waited. REALLY gotta learn how to handle anxiousness.)

Brer Bear was less than friendly; a few unnecessary comments were sent my way. The principal quickly jumped to my defense, and even went as far as to call me one of the sweetest, caring, and genuine hearts the Laughing Place has ever seen. He said he admires how hard I work, considering education isn't even something I wish to pursue as a career. This is where I started tearing up a bit, and I told him I really appreciated his words. (When several unsavory characters are ganging up on you, it's great to hear the person in charge tell you you're doing fine.)

Brer Bear went on to say that giving my possum back to me just wasn't going to happen. Again, no clear answers as to why. The principle again felt this was not fair, and offered me a different position working with several possums at once instead of one on one. This was the position I had last year, and I was elated. I told him he'd taken the weight of the world off my shoulders and I appreciated it very much. I talked it over with Mama Rabbit for a few minutes before coming back and telling him I would definitely like that position. 

Brer Bear trudged back to report the news to Brer Fox, who is now quite stressed that he must wrangle TWO rabbits to take my place now. Another Laughing Place inhabitant told me this was a small price for them to pay for what they'd put me through. I don't necessarily believe in "an eye for an eye", but I was glad to have more support from others.

On my way out, the inhabitants of the Laughing Place all wished me a good night's sleep tonight.

Thank you principle, for being the only person who was professional in this whole mess. And thank jeebuz it's over.

Now I can focus on what's important: getting ready for Disney's decision! I'm so happy that I can do so now while feeling great at the same time!!

-Baby Rabbit <3

Sooner or later that Rabbit is gonna come home...

I'm just a wee bit terrified as to how tomorrow morning is going to go down.

The principal of the Laughing Place returned today and would like to have a meeting tomorrow morning with me and Brer Bear regarding my favorite possum. I am going to calmly and professionally explain that there is no reason I cannot have my sweet possum back. She has been having a difficult time with the transition and my current possum would probably love to have a familiar face back.

Brer Fox is pretty sly, and almost managed to get me to think the worst: perhaps I was being called in to be fired.

Then I remembered that I did nothing wrong here except politely ask for a job I was PROMISED back. (And even went quietly when they said no.)

I really would just love to enjoy the Laughing Place again, instead of resting on the hope of the Disney decision which may or may not come. 

Everything resembling a white envelope in the mail makes me jump up and look right away. It's only been a week since my interview though, so I'm not expecting a decision until fall break. So while work has been stressful, I'm having a great time so far. Waiting's half the frustration, but I think it's half the fun too.

-Baby Rabbit <3

Ol' Brer Fox Has Got His Way in the Laughing Place This Very Day...

It's kinda creeping me out how everything happening in my life can be applied to a song or line from a song in Song of the South... Guess that makes the theme more appropriate.

For those of you who don't know what the work drama is, Brer Fox got a hold of my favorite possum and ate her up. It's stressed me to no end; I dream about it every night and I've unfortunately picked up the nasty habit of teeth-grinding because of it. 

I snuck away from the real world today and had a lovely morning in church. Every day when we start, the pastor gives everyone about five minutes to "prepare our hearts for worship" and basically come to God with our burdens. Because I was visiting Nephew Rabbit last weekend, I had yet to come to god with the particular burden regarding my sweet possum. It was quite a powerful five minutes, as I felt the weight slowly being lifted as I addressed this problem to Him. My troubles were put into perspective as well, as another member of our group could not afford a life-saving surgery. Our pastor took $10,000 out of the missionary fund to pay for it himself. God bless TRUE worshippers like him.

But it really made me realize that things aren't going too bad in my life right now. I don't particularly enjoy waking up and having to trudge off to the Laughing Place now, but it's far from the worst job ever. And who knows how things will go? Brer Bear comes back from his trip tomorrow, and he may just give Brer Fox a well-deserved clubbing on the head for all this drama.

Or not. Really, who knows what will happen. Just gotta keep on trucking; really, it's not that bad. Can I do anything about it? Nope.

You can't run from trouble. Aint no place that far.

-Baby Rabbit <3

Welcome to the Briar Patch!!

Uch, what a pain this was!! Blogger has a new system for their HTML apparently. Made it nearly impossible to do any layout editing like I did on my previous blog.

Anywho, as this is my first post on this blog, here's a little about me and this blog. I, like most people, enjoy not being stalked or fired, so no one or thing is referred to by name here. (For those of you who were linked here by my primary blog, please refrain from linking back to it on this one.) Here's the rundown:

Yes, I have a name. Here it will be known as Baby Rabbit. I am a college sophomore and I work full time at a school that will be referred to as the Laughing Place. Like any other teenager, I work under two people who hate my existence. They will here be known as Brer Fox and his sidekick Brer Bear. I work with many students who will be known as my little possums. 

I live with my parents, Mama Rabbit and Papa Rabbit, in a town known as the Briar Patch. I have a big Sister Rabbit and a sweet baby Nephew Rabbit. I have a supportive former teacher who gives me advice and guidance, here known as "Auntie" Remus.

I have recently applied and interviewed for the Disneyland College Program, and am getting ready to leave the Briar Patch for the first time in my life in order to embark on a journey to this strange lifestyle my family calls "independence". While Brer Fox and Brer Bear have been causing me quite a bit of grief lately, I have so many friends and family cheering me on and reminding me that Disneyland isn't too far off.

Now we're just waiting. 1-2 weeks to go until Disney officially makes their decision. Here I will detail to you every hardship, happiness, and random occurrence that happens on my way out of the Briar Patch. (And everything that happens once I actually LEAVE it.)

Feel free to leave a comment, ask questions, share your own experience, or just lurk. Please keep in mind that I feed off on-your-own advice like a leech. 

-Baby Rabbit <3