Hello, Internet!

It's been three long months, but I am finally sitting comfortably in front of my computer screen once again. My adventures at Walt Disney World have sadly come to an end, and I have returned to BYU for the semester. It has definitely been a struggle, going from the happiest place on earth to a world of homework, exams, and more homework. However, I am confident that I will be able to cope with this change as long as I have Hulu, Netflix, and an huge supply of hot cocoa and coffee at my disposal (which I do)! If you are dying to hear more about my time working for Disney over the last five months, visit my Disney College Program blog HERE. On that blog, I will reflect on my program, detail my various adventures, and provide information about the DCP in Walt Disney World. On this blog, I don't plan on talking about the program as extensively, but I will provide a brief reflection on the program and how I am holding up at the moment. Now, with that said...

The Disney College Program was the greatest experience of my life and I absolutely do not, in any way, regret picking up and moving to Florida for a semester. 

It doesn't get any simpler than that. I spent every waking moment surrounded by my coworkers. To some of you reading this, you may think that sounds like a nightmare, but I assure you that it wasn't! It didn't take long at all for those people I worked with to become my family. When we were working at Pinocchio's Village Haus (PVH), would go out for dinner after work, or spend our days off in the parks together, I was having the time of my life. Heck, we even got together and had thanksgiving dinner on the apartment floor (once we all got off work, of course...)! We went out at night all the time, traveled to New York, and spent every bit of money we made at Disney - together. 

I cannot tell you how hard it is to go from that, to nothing. No PVH. No Disney Parks. No Universal Studios. No beaches. No clubs. No one.

Though the BYU campus is crowded and bustling with chatting students, there are moments when everything is quiet, everything is calm. And I am alone. In those moments, I think about the Magic Kingdom filled to capacity at almost 100,000 people. I think about working 14 hour shifts during the holiday season. I think about the music pounding in my ears at House of Blues. I think about the fireworks going off every night like clockwork.

And all too soon, I am pulled back down to earth as my phone notifies me that I have an essay due tomorrow and two exams next week. Right now, this is my reality.

But one day, I will go back.