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molly amelia west hello, beautiful. my name is molly, but you can call me rapunzel. i've made 24 rotations here on mother earth, and i'm still pretty sure this whole "growing up" thing skipped a generation. i like dancing almost as much as i like smiling, but nowhere near as much as i like dogs and conspiracy theories. disneyland. taurus.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

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THAT’S SOMETHING YOU SHOULD REALLY TELL PEOPLE, BABE.

Oh she sang to the clown, I had to watch it all as my life practically ended. Worst dream I’ve ever had, to be honest, I’m still coping with copious amounts of alcohol and ice cream. No crying, though, I’m too much of a man for that.

Flash mobs only suck because I’ve never been asked to participate in one.

[mollywest-blog1]

No, but see, then I just figure that people only like me for my That’s So Molly abilities, and that is so not Raven.  I have to ease them into it, let them know when the moment is right.  Granted, it can slip out on occasion such as with my accurately predicting your Speak Now-esque past, but that happens very rarely.  Gotta keep my good name intact.

...she sang to the clown?  I’m pretty sure I’d be shedding some very manly tears over that, to tell you the truth.  Clowns freak the hell out of me.  I blame it on the world’s worst circus-themed seventh birthday party, but I’m trying to let bygones be bygones.

So what you’re saying is we need to organize a flash mob, basically.

[josiecarlson]

See, I knew I was onto something with being lazy. We do socialize enough, it’s literally our jobs to be the most sociable people ever, after all. I’LL NEED TO MAKE SOME FRIENDS FIRST. We do what we want, we’re adults, no one tells us what to do or how to do it.

My first real memory that sticks out to me was me sitting at the table doing a newspaper crossword and spilling my orange juice, ruining the paper, and me crying because I didn’t get to test my pop culture knowledge.

[mollywest-blog1]

IT’S THE TYPE OF LAZY THAT YOU DEFINITELY DON’T HAVE TO FEEL BAD ABOUT.  It’s a really solid balance, and if you’re ever looking for someone to be lazy with, you really don’t need to look much further.  I’ve got the hook-up.

(The hook-up being me.)

I can see why that would be traumatizing, though!  Did you ever get to salvage the memory by finding a new crossword and being able to put your pop culture knowledge to good use once and for wall?

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

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Those are the best, aren’t they? I’ll admit that I do get mildly frustrated when I see them lately because I always cry, but I love them nonetheless.

[mollywest-blog1]

There’s nothing wrong with shedding a little tear every now and then!  Especially when it’s over a proposal.  At Disney.  I think tearing up is basically a given at this point, an unavoidable detail.

[felixkhalil-blog]

I’m not a car guy, but I’m definitely a me guy. A little Felix never hurt anyone. So it’s a given that I think they should be grateful that I didn’t die.

How about I take you on a ride anyway and prove that she’s better than any Vespa?

[mollywest-blog1]

WELL OBVIOUSLY THEY SHOULD BE GRATEFUL YOU DIDN’T DIE, OH MY GOD.

...if that’s an offer, I might have to take it.  Vespa bias aside, and all.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

[joannapolinsky-blog]

I hope someday that I get to see a proposal! That would be just too cute. Did you get a video?! Wait, no, you probably didn’t. I assume you were in character.

[mollywest-blog1]

IT WAS LITERALLY THE CUTEST, JO.   Tragically Rapunzel couldn’t whip out an iPhone then and there, but I think they have a video of it on their YouTube channel.  Disney vloggers pretty much live to encapsulate every possible Disney moment they can get their hands on, let’s be real.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

[hummelises-blog]

Oh my God that’s like, my actual dream. Disney proposal? Disney wedding? EuroDisney honeymoon? Bring it on. 

[mollywest-blog1]

EURODISNEY AND TOKYO DISNEY, TO BE HONEST.  It’s basically the dream.  I could do without the cruise just because I’m not big on boats, but the rest of it?  Definitely.

Actually, I don’t even need the spouse for it.

...I just really want to go to EuroDisney.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

[chandrapatel-blog]

That’s dumb. Why would they come all the way here to propose when they live right in Orlando?

[mollywest-blog1]

They work at Disney World, actually, but they first met at Disneyland so it was, like... this big cheesy thing.  And by cheesy I mean adorable, but regardless.

[giaaleksandrov-blog]

True, right? I personally like to think my drunk texts are funny.

[mollywest-blog1]

One time I thought I was, like, fluent in Italian when I was trying to flirt with this guy who I definitely didn’t have the confidence to talk to sober, and when I checked my phone the next day, every other word was something from The Lizzie McGuire Movie, so suffice to say I was a blast and a half.  You should definitely feel free to drunk text me any time, tho.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

[cassiuslee-blog]

Marriage is a sham, but I’m glad you had a fun day.

[mollywest-blog1]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, let’s hold up a second there.  I totally get not being down with marriage or the idea of it, but don’t you think calling it a “sham” might just be a litttttttle harsh?

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

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HOW DID YOU KNOW?

Actually it did happen to me in a dream once and I was like so sad about it because Taylor Swift Taylor Swift’d me for the clown I was marrying. It was a nightmare.

I might not survive them, the potential for a heart attack over the gross clicheness of getting engage at Disney is HUGE these days. 

[mollywest-blog1]

I’M A PYSCHIC OOPS?  SURPRISE?

...wait, hold on, did she, like, sing while it was happening?  To the clown?  In front of you?  That’s a new level of cold.  I hope you can somehow mend your broken heart through ice cream and a few good wallow sessions.

It’s no worse than flash mobs, though, let’s be honest.  Flash mobs are arguably the worst.

[josiecarlson]

Okay true, I could, but that’s hard an a lot of effort and I’d have to get dressed to do it. Here I can sit in my underwear, make friends, and eat a sandwich while watching trash television.

1996 was likely a good year for people into those things, me though, not so much.

[mollywest-blog1]

...you’re actually totally right because that sounds like a much better way to socialize?  And I’m pretty sure we have to be socially interactive enough as it is.  SO HAVE AN UNDERWEAR DANCE PARTY AND FIND A COUPLE FRIENDS TO TWEET.  This is the twenty-first century, after all.  We do what we want.  It’s what Marty McFly expects of us.

Let’s see, 1996 was the year I got a pair of shoes with Pocahontas on them and refused to take them off.  I literally wore them to bed.  And that’s about as far back as my memory will stretch at the moment.  I’ll keep you posted.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

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Ew proposals make me wanna DIE.

[mollywest-blog1]

You totally got Taylor Swift’d at your own wedding, didn’t you?  #YIKES.

Let the sun come out once in a while, Gloomy Gus.  You work at the happiest place on earth.  Proposals are inevitable, but you can choose to survive through them.

[giaaleksandrov-blog]

I’m, like, super excited it’s the weekend. And I’m totally ready to fuck shit up. Bar hopping. That’s what my evening shall consist of. I’m sorry ahead of time if I end up drunk texting/calling any of you. I have no control over what my fingers decide to do when my brain is intoxicated.

[mollywest-blog1]

Oh come on, drunk texts are a delight 9 times out of 10.

[josiecarlson]

I’M SO BAD AT THE INTERNET! I keep forgetting I have this thing and I’m pretty sure that’s not the way to make friends… oops?

[mollywest-blog1]

You could make friends outside of the internet, though, so I’m not sure if it’s exactly a bad way to make friends?  There are lots of methods out there, I think you’re good with or without the social media.

Pretend it’s 1996 and the only way to get a hold of your friends is via landline or driving somewhere to meet them.  You got this.

[felixkhalil-blog]

You know, some idiots really need to actually look when they’re driving. Just because there’s no huge car coming doesn’t mean there’s not a motorcycle. I’m sure you’ll all be pleased to know I’ve escaped this idiocy with a sprained ankle and a super sexy left hand with two broken fingers. And a super messed up bike. But the Prius came off worse anyway with the Felix shaped dent on the side. Any volunteers for nursing me back to health are definitely appreciated. Sponge baths are highly encouraged. Please leave your applications below.

[mollywest-blog1]

And here I figured you’d think that the Prius driver should be grateful to have a dent in the shape of you on the side of their little hybrid.

I’m going to take a hard pass on the sponge bath and instead focus on the fact that I am not at all surprised that you have a motorcycle.  Kind of bummed it’s not a vespa, though.  I would ride the hell out of a vespa.

Let me know if you need anything of the non-sponge bath variety, tho.  Make sure to keep your ankle elevated.

[mollywest-blog1]

I’m pretty sure...

...that getting to watch proposals happen in front of me on a daily basis is arguably one of the cutest and sweetest job perks there is.  Even if some of them are, like, really cheesy or painfully overdone.

BUT I did watch two Disney vloggers get engaged today and I’m the nerd who totally subscribes to both of their channels, and it was their last day here before they head back to Orlando and... okay, yeah.  I might have squeaked.

A LITTLE.

We’re talking a tiny, tiny shriek.

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