Application Process

I remember receiving the email that said I had been accepted on to the programme, that has to be one of the happiest moments of my life so far. I remember running and jumping around the lounge screaming with excitement whilst calling my mum and the girls to tell them the news. They must have been so relieved to hear i got through as i put them through hell during this process...
Phone interview;
My phone interview was to take place when I was at home in Jersey, a couple of days before my birthday. I'm glad I was home for it as I didn't want to be in the house and have the chance of an of the girls hearing as if I was to not be accepted I would feel embarrassed that I hadn't got in. The morning of my interview, everyone was either at college or work so I set up in the lounge with all my notes. I had watched videos and read blogs that told me what to expect for my interview, which I found helped me to relax and I felt as prepared as i could be. The morning seemed to drag, I watched more videos ( it felt like a last minute revision session) and when I couldn't take any more the Disneyland Paris album started to play. 'Dancin' a catchy rhythm' was on repeat and i danced around the room crazily until it get far too close to my interview for my liking and I also had to catch my breath back so I sat and waited. And waited, and waited, by this point I thought my phone may have broken as they were late calling. But at long last my phone rang. I spoke to Becky who was so lovely and calmed my nerves, all the preparation I had done seemed to go out the window as I wasn't asked any of the questions, but then I am glad that I had them just incase. Nearing the end of the phone call I was feeling confident but after the call and seeing that my interview had only lasted 6 minutes, my mood started to deflate. I was worried I had said the wrong things and that Becky couldn't wait to get me off the phone. I remember my mum and gran both saying that she has probably heard what she wanted ,to hear and didn't need to ask any of the other questions, but I seriously doubted this. I tried to put the interview to the back of my mind...
Face to face interview;
Another long wait later, I received an email saying I had got through to the next stage and would have to go to Chester for my face to face interviews, pretty sure I let out a little yelp in the library. I organised my train and hotel for the night and was off to Chester. I arrived with plenty of time to Chester uni and I felt so sick and nervous, we had a little presentation and question time where i won a little prize for answering what the four parks were called then we all were told what time our interviews were at. Luckily I didn't have to wait too long for mine but whilst I waited I sat and talked to one of the other girls. When my interview arrived I went in with another girl and was interviewed by a man that works in Downtown Disney. I wasn't too keen on the interview, I felt like it was a battle between me and the girl, even though we had been told that they can take on how many people they want. I left the interview feeling like I hadn't answered the questions very well, and kicked myself every time I thought of it or something popped into my head that I should have said. I decided to get the train back to Leeds earlier, instead of hanging around as I felt so bad about how it had gone. I spent the next couple of weeks going over and over the interview wishing it had been different. I was definitely being a silly moo, when on 29th November my Congratulations email came through. Yes!!! I'd done it. Worrying and stressing over...nope! Disney had asked for us to reply with if we were going to accept the position, I rushed my reply saying of course I would take it, thinking to myself why would anyone turn an opportunity like this down. But then my thoughts started to kick in, do I really want to work in Disney and spoil the magic that I have grown up with for the past 21 years. Mum kicked my mind back in to place and not me not to be so stupid, this is something I had wanted to do for so many years so I picked myself up and got on with planning my Summer. Right now I am so glad that I had the support of my friends and family that have helped me along this process. I was an emotional wreck, always doubting myself and constantly thinking i hadn't done well enough, but it goes to show how wrong I was. To a Summer of a lifetime xxx

Single Digits!

Only 9 days 'till I jet off to America. I've neglected this blog since coming home to Jersey. I've been so busy with finishing off my placement, working, gyming it and catching up with friends and family. In between all that I've been trying to sort out things for Florida. I'm organised paperworkwise but clotheswise, no chance! I have far too many clothes and it isn't helped by me going out and buying more and not having the motivation to try it on and return the clothes that I don't want. I have a busy week ahead with long shifts and cramming the gym in at any possible chance. I'm also seeing the kids for practically the first and last time this Summer, which is crazy as last year I was nannying for them everyday. Miss seeing them grow up, always such a shock when I come back after a few weeks and they've changed so much, and now the next time I see them will be in 4 months. I'm having a leaving BBQ, hopefully it will be down the beach, weather permitting.

The girls and I on the flight have arranged to meet before we check in so at least we won't be on our own in the airport. I can't wait to be with them all again. So for now all I have to do is find my Birth Certificate and pack. OHHH and I need to sort out my iPad that I bought nearly two weeks ago and it's still unopened, but I'm going to let my brother help with the setting up when he gets back from London today as I have no clue what to do!

Week in photos #1

Treat night with Becca and Cat * Finishing the dreaded essay * US Embassy for my Visa appointment
Dirty Dancing * My amazing Gran * Having a cheeky siesta
Shopping spree for Florida * Never able to pack light * Cup of tea and last slice of Grans cake

I've had quite a productive week (except for uni work). I went down to London to get my Visa and it was accepted, woo! Whilst I was down South, I went to visit my grandparents, had a lovely time with them, catching up, shopping and going to see dirty dancing. Back to reality now, with only one week until I am home!!

Faith, trust and pixie dust

These pictures have been taken from http://simpledisneythings.com/
This post is a selection of random pictures linked to my trip to Florida.

The beginning of this journey

Taking the monorail through the airport, having the excitement rising.

I didn't realise you could do this, so I looked in to it tonight. It's a bit pricey but would be amazing! The same company also do wave runners so will hopefully be able to try out these. I've added them to my bucket list so fingers crossed they will be crossed off.

On one of my days off I will attempt this, I definitely want to be there for opening with my family one day to see the morning train with all the characters. Surely it won't be hard to spend the whole day in the most amazing place in the world?!

 

I still get as excited as I did when I was a little girl.

Great memories of doing this with the family last year. Can't wait to recreate them with friends.

Disneyland California; hoping to fly over there when I complete the program.

A bit over due

It's 44 days until I leave for Florida and thought I'd finally get started with my blog, after my other posts being deleted.

On Wednesday I visited the US Embassy to gain my Visa. I traveled down from Leeds and arrived in London to be greeted by the downpour of rain. After queuing up for half an hour in the pouring rain I entered the embassy and only had to wait 20 minutes to be seen at the first desk. The man really made me panic, explaining that I had to read this book that I would be questioned on. This panic was really unnecessary as when I was seen for my interview the man just asked if I had read the book. Next to me a woman was being interviewed and I heard the dreaded words "I'm sorry I will not be granting you a Visa today", my heart stopped for her, but also I became even more worried those words would be repeated to me, but luckily the man looked at me with a lovely smile and said I had been granted a Visa and to have an amazing time but to make sure I would say Hi to Mickey for him, surely that is the least I could do as he is the reason I am allowed into the country! Amazing man!!

I'm returning to Jersey in under two weeks, so I need to make sure I have most of my shopping. I began buying a few bits last week, then this week bought some pieces in London and Southampton. Next week I'm going to the Trafford Centre and meeting with Rach in Liverpool. My clothes will definitely be from all over the country.

Trying to find luggage to take to Florida which is proving quite difficult. Never realised how expensive a suitcase was!

I promise when I get to Florida my posts will be a lot more regular!