This meant that I had an entourage, got a makeover, and was able to wear a glamorous dress. And I don't mean a stupid polyester dress from the stores on Main Street. I'm talking an Oscar Red Carpet worthy dress. I was going to lead the parade around Disneyland and I didn't even have to practice my wave since I've been practicing it ever since seeing "The Princess Diaries" for the first time in middle school.
The best part of it was that all of the friends and family members I had ever encountered were allowed to enter my Magic Kingdom for free.
My arch nemesis from high school was even guaranteed free admission. Even though I hated her stinkin' guts, I still allowed her to enjoy Disneyland because I was a pretty, pretty princess who had a kind and gentle heart. And she thanked me profusely. "Why, how generous of you, Princess Min. I'm sorry I ever treated you badly."
I don't remember much else, but at one point I WAS FREAKIN' FLYING. Like magic pixie dust flying!
But then I woke up and realized that I was actually still in my bedroom in middle-of-nowhere Texas. Sad day, you guys. Sad day.
I blame Facebook for this dream. Blackout days for annual pass holders has finally ended so everybody and their moms decided to post pictures of them at Disneyland on Facebook. How inconsiderate!
My sister is guilty of this as well, but at least her picture was clever:
|Best McKayla Maroney face|