The last day of the overwhelming Supernatural convention

After going to bed at 2 AM last night, I could barely sleep since I was so excited about the convention and the picture with Castiel I had planned in the morning. Since I was awake at 6:30 AM and felt like my hair could need a shower, I already got up at that time. I was so excited for my picture that I barely managed to eat anything for breakfast. As I was ready to leave at 8:30 AM, I decided to walk to the convention.
The photo op with Misha in his Castiel costume cost me almost 200 CAD. However, as I could hug Castiel and got a picture as proof for that, it was totally worth it. I even had one of my arms under his trench coat while he was hugging me, which was pretty cool. The moment was over too quickly, though. This time, I actually started crying right after I left the photo op room, as I was so overwhelmed by being so close to Misha again. Thus, I went to the washroom and just sat there for at least 5 minutes to calm down. I would have never expected that meeting Misha could affect me like this.
Next, I went to the vendors area to buy a t-shirt that I had been wanting to buy since friday. I had spent so much money already that a few more bucks really didn't seem to matter anymore. On the way outside, one of the volunteers of the convention actually asked me if I was ok, as I probably still looked pretty flushed. This question made me very emotional once again, I told her that I was just overwhelmed. Admitting to those feelings made them come up once again, so that I actually started crying again and after calming down in the washroom again, I decided to get some fresh air.
I walked to the beginning of Stanley Park and sat there close to the water for a while. I had planned to eat a second breakfast here. I couldn't eat anything, though, as I was still too excited about the day. As it was a bit cool and very cloudy, I decided to walk back to the convention venue and pick up my picture with Castiel.
I then took a bus back to the hostel, since the program of the convention wasn't supposed to start again until 2 PM and it was just past 11 AM. I spent my time at the hostel admiring the pictures and finally eating something, even if it was just a chinese noodle soup.

I walked back to the convention just around 1:30 PM to arrive for today's show program. Once again it started with the houseband Louden Swain and Briana Buckmaster and Kim Rhodes explaining the rules and regulations for the 'PORNcouver' convention.

Misha was supposed to lead the first panel. However, as he was still tied up in photo ops, Briana, Kim and Rob Benedict improvised: They used a life-sized cardboard Misha instead of the real deal. At first, Rob was hiding behind the cardboard Misha and pretending to be him by imitating Misha's voice. He was talking about weird stuff like growing tomatoes in his garden and drinking their juice because it would soothe Misha's vocal cords, which were stressed because of his deep voice (it was deep compared to Rob's normal voice). After that, they were dancing with and kissing the cardboard Misha. In addition to that, they used him to demeonstrate 'the Eifeltower' again, although they called it 'the Golden Gate Bridge' this time.

When Misha finally came on stage, he actually kissed his cardboard self, too. After the other actors had left the stage, Misha started answering or trying to answer questions. One of the first questions was about what kind of inappropriate stuff Misha had done in college. He started talking about a journal he had written and that he had recently reread. He commented that reading that old journey was like reading the words of a crazy person. More precisely, he said 'I was nuts'. Apparently, some people from the audience said 'Was?', indicating that Misha was still nuts now (which was what probably half of the audience thought, me included), which almost seemed to have offend him a bit since he was saying, 'This is not your turn to talk, stop it'. To anwer the original question, he mentioned something about breaking into an underground system below his college to access certain buildings.

In connection with another question, Misha mentioned that there is a video of him running naked on the coldest day of the year during his collage days in order to get on TV. I guess there will be a lot of people looking for that video now.

Later, someone actually asked Misha about growing tomatoes and drinking their juice for smoothening his voice. The entire audience was laughing and Misha was just standing there a bit confused and wondering what was happening. There were a few similar situations during the panel where Misha was just a bit out of it and more or less speechless because he didn't know what to do about some of the weird questions. Also, after a while it seemed that he was a bit annoyed by the unusually cheeky audience. One thing he said was 'What happened to you people? You used to be so nice.' and I kind of got the impression that he wasn't really feeling comfortable on that stage today. Later on, the audience, Kim and Briana explained to him that it was all due to 'PORNcouver'. The two female hosts had just riled up the audience too much. So it was only at the end of his panel that he 'got to the bottom of why the crowd [was] very unruly'. I kind of felt sorry for him since he clearly wasn't very happy about his panel and the crowd, which had been quite tough on him.

Kim and Briana still kept the spirit of 'PORNcouver' going when they got the next two guests on stage: Jared and Jensen. 

The first thing that Jared did after the girls had left was to kick the Misha cardboard off the stage... Twice. The way he did it looked actually extremely cool. The two were just hilarious and a really great team on stage. They were working together perfectly and mostly saying nice stuff about each other. I had actually expected Jared to be bigger than he was. I felt like he was a lot slimer than I had anticipated. On the other hand, Jensen was a lot bigger than I had thought, especially compared to other people. They told us several stories of when they had uncomfortable confrontations with other celebreties, which was quite funny.

Next, there was another bidding auction, which wasn't too exciting for me.

The last panel was lead by Rob Benedict. It was the first time he had the stage just for himself this weekend and his show was really great. He actually seemed to be quite similar to 'Chuck' - just a normal and somewhat insecure guy who had some artistic talents. The highlight was when he told the story of how he lost his virginity and that 'it lasted for about 40 seconds' to the entire crowd. Then he was a bit shocked that he had told such a story to the entire crowd on a whim. Apparently, that story had actually made it to twitter, because Kim and Briana mentioned that they had read about it there when they came back on stage at the end of the panel.

The only thing that was left now were autographs. I had an autograph ticket for Mark Sheppard. When I came up to his table, I hadn't really managed to take the picture I wanted him to sign out of the protective sleeve yet. When he saw me struggeling with the sleeve, he said something like 'I can do that for you - we do that professionally'. Thus, I gave the sleeve to him an he managed to take the picture out like it was the simplest thing and then he signed it. I was a bit embarassed by the whole situation, so I just thanked him and left quite quickly. Later on I wished that I had asked for a more personal autograph but I guess the way it is now is already pretty cool.  

After that, I left the convention and walked back to the hostel. It kind of felt very unreal to me that the convention was over now. I was even a bit sad about it. At the same time I couldn't believe that I had seen all of those people from one of my favourite TV shows live and some of them had even been really close to me. Back at the hostel I still needed to calm down because I was extremely overwhelmed again. I had barely eaten anything today but I still didn't really feel like eating. Nevertheless, as I was feeling a bit light-headed, I made myself eat the bagel I had taken from breakfast since I hadn't been able to eat it this morning. All the while, I was telling my two roommates from Australia about my day and those weird emotions I was feeling. I still felt quite out of it and I was just babbling on about it. I think I have never felt like this in my entire life, there were just a few too many and too exciting impressions for me this weekend. I couldn't even make out or name any particular emotion that I was feeling... It was just weird.

Consequently, I just spent the rest of the evening in my room, writing about the day, admiring the pictures and freaking out about everything.