For you, not me. So after much urging following my nonstop babbling over my obsession with Darth Maul, my friend Brittany got me to approach him again with some more questions. I am such a dork for the characters at the parks; I'm planning on going just to get pictures with them. I am, I must admit, particularly obsessed with one of the Mauls, though. Anyway, Brittany wanted me to propose to him, but I just asked when he was performing again (they always rotate). Alas, tomorrow is the last day until Star Wars weekend. Can you say depressing? I asked one of my managers if I could take a picture with the guy, but it's FORBIDDEN (-en, -en, -en... *echo*) to take pictures on the back dock. I can if I'm out of costume and come into work and he's not breaking character and it's not in an area that LOOKS like the back dock... so many rules. Also, whyyy can't my camera come in already! :(
I have so much respect for him, though-- honestly. He's always in character, keeping the magic alive-- even backstage. Next to Tigger and the Green Army Men, he's naturally my favorite.
Plus, he's also in the High School Musical 3 performance. Ohhh man, can you say hilarious? I'd love him to do a routine in the Maul outfit.
Some weird stuff has been going on. Not weird as in I'm creeped out weird, but weird as in head-tilting-like-a-bird's weird. My friend Densy is really fond of me, I think. I don't find it strange, but I am a little intrigued by it. Today, after I commented on a flower in the park, he gave me one and said "Una flor para una flor." Hm. Well, he's helping with my Spanish in any case. There's a Get Mikayla to Speak Spanish Coalition at work, started by Densy and jumped onto by my friend Juan. Jorge volunteered a while back, but I'm sure he's forgotten by now. Anyway, I'm glad for Densy. He's firm about getting me to learn and doesn't laugh when I mess up... just keeps trying.
Also, I'm apparently a prime scare-target! I'm really jumpy, so all of my male friends think it's hilarious to come up behind me and grab my sides or just touch my shoulder. Densy, Carlos, Luis, Jorge, Shaun-- ESPECIALLY Shaun! Oh my gosh, I've never been pinched and poked at so much in my life! Today, Shaun snuck up behind me and wrapped himself around my waist. I screamed so loud! He does stuff like that all the time because whenever someone pokes me, I squeak. Densy constantly makes me jump, Luis likes yelling when he walks into the room, Jorge's 'appeared' beside me several times... it never ends. Densy once told me - after he scared me - that he knew I was Latina from my scream. Hahaha, what?!
I work with crazy, crazy people.
I have so much respect for him, though-- honestly. He's always in character, keeping the magic alive-- even backstage. Next to Tigger and the Green Army Men, he's naturally my favorite.
Plus, he's also in the High School Musical 3 performance. Ohhh man, can you say hilarious? I'd love him to do a routine in the Maul outfit.
Some weird stuff has been going on. Not weird as in I'm creeped out weird, but weird as in head-tilting-like-a-bird's weird. My friend Densy is really fond of me, I think. I don't find it strange, but I am a little intrigued by it. Today, after I commented on a flower in the park, he gave me one and said "Una flor para una flor." Hm. Well, he's helping with my Spanish in any case. There's a Get Mikayla to Speak Spanish Coalition at work, started by Densy and jumped onto by my friend Juan. Jorge volunteered a while back, but I'm sure he's forgotten by now. Anyway, I'm glad for Densy. He's firm about getting me to learn and doesn't laugh when I mess up... just keeps trying.
Also, I'm apparently a prime scare-target! I'm really jumpy, so all of my male friends think it's hilarious to come up behind me and grab my sides or just touch my shoulder. Densy, Carlos, Luis, Jorge, Shaun-- ESPECIALLY Shaun! Oh my gosh, I've never been pinched and poked at so much in my life! Today, Shaun snuck up behind me and wrapped himself around my waist. I screamed so loud! He does stuff like that all the time because whenever someone pokes me, I squeak. Densy constantly makes me jump, Luis likes yelling when he walks into the room, Jorge's 'appeared' beside me several times... it never ends. Densy once told me - after he scared me - that he knew I was Latina from my scream. Hahaha, what?!
I work with crazy, crazy people.
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