Grad Night

Last night I went to Senior Grad Night at the magical Disneyland. Along with going came many rules. One of which being NO HATS. What a stupid rule. I ended up sitting alone at the very back of the bus. No surprise there, everyone partnered up with their friends. I wish I had someone just for me. I'm tired of being third or forth wheel to people. I know I'll find someone who matches me eventually again. It has happened before at the fair. All our interests matched perfect, except for my whole anti-drug thing. Were still friends. I figured I'd be at the park alone so I just made it the plan.

The security was insanely high. Jacket off pat down type deal. I was paranoid that they wouldn't let me in with my jacket. They inspected ALL the items coming in through clear plastic bags. I was even asked to open my wallet. That was apparently to check for gum. I understood why after reading about Disneyland online. Every night the park is carefully inspected and perfected for the guests to enjoy the next day. It takes to long to scrape that much gum off the grounds and such. So it makes sense. After taking my jacket off the security guy wanted me to put my shirt inside out. I thought to myself, "oh God no..." I knew I had to do something so I asked if I could just leave my jacket buttoned up. I was cleared.

To Be Continued.....