Over the next few days I'll be featuring some great posts by some awesome bloggers! The theme? Disney! Today is the lovely Jordon from Southern Hospitality. Read her post then make sure you check out her blog!
Wow, this whole guest blogging thing is blowing my mind! I love when my friends know more about blogger than I do, and they teach me about it. Thanks Nicole.
So I am Jordan at Southern Hospitality and I am fabulous.
Kidding Kidding.
You can be the judge, go add me!
Kidding Kidding.
You can be the judge, go add me!
Nicole and I go way back...to last year. I have no idea how I found her blog, but she followed me back when I probably had like 3 followers and the beautiful friendship just bloomed!
Anyways, I am supposed to be talking about Disney World.
I have a story for you. Just stay with me, I'll try to not make it too long!
Remember when you were younger and you would go on vacation and meet boys to hang out with for the week then brag about it to friends at school?
Okay, well I never did that because I was awkward in junior high.
So..I am 13 years old and on vacation at Disney with my parents and brother.
I am wearing a pink and white volcom tank top, that I thought was so in style,
even thought I was annoyed because my mom made me buy an XL instead of a XS.
I wasn't allowed to wearing anything tight.
even thought I was annoyed because my mom made me buy an XL instead of a XS.
I wasn't allowed to wearing anything tight.
So we are in line for a water ride and there is a holt because it is POURING.
We didn't want to get out of line so we all wait and get to know the people in line all around us.
We didn't want to get out of line so we all wait and get to know the people in line all around us.
In front of us, of course, were these college boys on Spring Break and they start talking to me.
In front of my parents...awkward.
I'm freaked!
In front of my parents...awkward.
I'm freaked!
They thought I was in high school. Even though I had braces and stuff (yikes).
I am being awkward, with one word answers.
Thank goodness my mom is trying to help me out by joining the conversation. I think my dad even felt bad for me.
Anyways, After about 45 minutes of chatting the rain stops and the line moves again.
Those boys end up being on the ride with us and it's one of those rides that take the pictures when you scream.
Of course I had to buy one because THOSE BOYS were in it and I just HAD to tell my friends that I had met boys on vacation and hung out with them...even if it was with my parents, in a ride line, for 45 minutes..they didn't have to know.
Thanks Disney for letting me be cool when I was 13.
Can't wait to go back though...and with my super good looking man that likes my awkwardness.
