and then I'm reminded why I obsess...

Read after the break for some words on vampires... Disney... friends... and maybe some surprises..

Recently, I purchased my very first, and very own Disney Annual Pass.. If you follow me on Twitter or have me as a friend on Facebook, you know that I visit Walt Disney World very often. Ever since I was a little girl, my parents have been taking me about 2-3 times a year... Then things got horribly expensive and we toned it down to once a year.. I couldn't even begin to fathom how my parents would ever have kept me away from my second home for so long. As soon as I got driving privileges, I planned a trip (without my parents) with friends and went up on my own.This was about 2 years ago... Before my Annual Pass, I went about 3-4 times a year...? Now, I'll be going to the Happiest Place on Earth... ONCE A MONTH!!!

I know, you must all think I'm insane.. Sometimes, I think I am too. But then I get there, see all the lights, characters and all I can think of is: I'm home. Psycho? Probably. But I wouldn't have it any other way. Perhaps the best part about going to Disney around this time of year is The Food and Wine Festival in EPCOT. Countless amounts of alcohol... food... alcohol... amazing-ness. Did I mention all the alcohol? I loved it so much, I'll be visiting again with my Twilight Family (yes, I have one of those). The amount of excitement I have within me for this trip is unfathomable. You'd think I haven't gone in years.. But this is ONLY my 5th time this year :)  So what do you get when you mix 5 Disney/Twilight freaks together and let them loose in the place where Dreams Come True? I can only begin to imagine... All I know is that whenever I give a little kid the stink eye or signature KStew *bitchface* for skipping me in line or shoving me out of the way to get a picture with Mickey Mouse, these girls won't judge me.  

Zip-a-dee-doo-dah. Zip-a-dee-day.

So now that my excitement for this trip is out of the way... Last week, something happened in town that my friends and I had been anticipating for quite some time now... Not only were the stars from Vampire Diaries, ONE of my many favorite shows, coming to Miami... The two main pieces of hot ass were the ones who were coming. None other than Ian Somerhalder (also in Lost) and Paul Wesley (don't know what else he was in, but he's Polish-- and that's hot in one way or another) were visiting my lovely insane city.

Eye fucking currently in progress.

At first, they arrived, my friends and I got in line about 10 minutes before they started getting the line moving.. 500 tweens who were exuberantly awaiting the arrival of said hotness who were in line since about 8am (the event started at 4pm) filing down their prosthetic fangs nails and trying to play things off as them being cool. I, however, spent the day walking around the mall with my friends, eating at Johnny Rockets and buying a Dirty Spanish sayings book for Ian and food a bunny rabbit for Paul. After getting in line for about 30 minutes (as opposed to 100 hours) we finally get our turn... and then my panties heart melted...

I didn't settle for a high five... I'm Cuban for God's sake.

When I reached them, they were obviously media trained up the hoohah and weren't really too touchy feely offering high fives like we were in kindergarten trading crayons. I, however, was getting eye fucked by Ian so I decided to go for the high- five-grab-and-pull-on-the-arm-to-give-a-kiss-on-the-cheek-and-linger-approach. Yeah, it worked for me... We gave them our gifts and when merrily on our way. But my cheek raping of Ian and Paul made me miss Paul's autograph. So naturally, when walking out of Hot Topic, I yelled for security (quite literally) and told them I was supposed to get TWO autographs and only got one. Pretty much inscribed on the guy's forehead that they HAD TO let me back in to get my autograph. After my tantrum, I got my two autographs.

 My day was complete. Filled with cheek chaffing, eye sex and melted panties...

errr, I mean, hearts.. yeah, melted hearts.

Another matter at hand... The Rocky Horror Glee Show. Now, the usual response to Tuesday nights is "OMG!" "WTF" and "=D" but this week-- I got everything but. Obviously my opinion matters very little. But I actually enjoyed the episode immensely. One thing I feel the need to convey to people about this episode and future themed episodes is this: Just because it has a specific theme doesn't mean it has to be an exact replication of its' awesomeness. Rocky Horror Picture Show is a 1970's musical. Not our everyday pop that we're used to seeing on Glee. Gleeks everywhere (which tend to be young fans who have no idea what Rocky Horror even is) grew accustomed to the cast singing Britney, Madonna and Gaga... Things of our time.
 

  This episode had everything a musical lover would enjoy. Wonderful singing, dancing and flashy costumes! What's not to love? and hello, how could I forget Emma and Scheuster's Touch A Touch A Touch A Touch Me musical number? Can you say AWESOMESAUCE?



HELLO BICEPS.

ABS.

CUTE V-CUT.
AMAZEBALLS. 

 

If Mr. Scheu was MY teacher, I'd be doing extra credit work ALL. THE. TIME. I'm just saying...