Since I’ve arrived at college a lot of things have really been put into perspective; I’ve met a lot of people from all over the state and listened to their stories, I’ve observed how people can so easily connect just because of their age and that same nervous feeling, and I’ve felt the consequences of reality. All in all, taking the good with the bad, I’m learning a lot.
Not long ago, I took a look inside myself and was unhappy with what I found. It motivated me to start caring about what direction I follow in life. Not to say that I now know where I want to go and what I want to be and what I want to do… Absolutely not. I’m still just as confused on the subject as I was Freshman year of high school. All I’m saying is that I know now that I want to succeed, I know I want to go forward rather than stand still.
At first when I thought about college, I only associated the word with another four years of learning and struggling to succeed. After all that I’ve seen here in these few months, I’ve come to the realization that college is more than just classes and grades. College is an experience that touches on so much more than majors and careers. You meet these people who have the same general interests as you, and it widens your sense of the word community. You see the world so much larger and you don’t see yourself as alone so much anymore.
It’s hard for me to touch on everyone I want to in a blog post, but I think that what I’ve written will suffice. I actually have to get to my English class right now, so I will end the post here. I assure you all when I have another little “realization” I will make a post and let you all know.
andee chalz (8:44:46 PM): dude.
andee chalz (8:44:51 PM): i almost got arrested.
imaloser3118 (8:45:18 PM): whaaat
imaloser3118 (8:45:19 PM): for what
andee chalz (8:45:05 PM): for having sex in car.
andee chalz (8:45:07 PM): in a car*
andee chalz (8:45:11 PM): …in a parking lot.
imaloser3118 (8:45:31 PM): hahahaha
andee chalz (8:45:17 PM): wtf.
andee chalz (8:45:20 PM): four cruisers showed up.
andee chalz (8:45:23 PM): can you believe that shit?
imaloser3118 (8:45:46 PM): damn
andee chalz (8:45:33 PM): the guy was so pissed.
andee chalz (8:45:34 PM): like…
andee chalz (8:45:35 PM): apeshit.
andee chalz (8:45:38 PM): ROLL DOWN THE WINDOW!
andee chalz (8:45:44 PM): …AAAAANNNDDD THE OTHER ONE!
andee chalz (8:45:56 PM): WHY CAN’T YOU GET A HOTEL?! AREN’T YOU EMBARASSED!?
andee chalz (8:45:58 PM): hhaha.
imaloser3118 (8:46:18 PM): hahaah
imaloser3118 (8:46:19 PM): thats sick
andee chalz (8:46:07 PM): horrible man.
andee chalz (8:46:17 PM): he was like “IF IT HAPPENS AGAIN I’LL LOCK YA UP!”
andee chalz (8:46:19 PM): what a cunt face.
imaloser3118 (8:47:12 PM): hahaha
imaloser3118 (8:47:14 PM): thats hilarious
andee chalz (8:47:01 PM): dude that sucked so bad.
andee chalz (8:47:06 PM): like…
andee chalz (8:47:08 PM): here’s the details
andee chalz (8:47:14 PM): we just started going for it.
andee chalz (8:47:16 PM): and we got wicked into it.
andee chalz (8:47:24 PM): and then all of a sudden my car lit up.
andee chalz (8:47:29 PM): someone was flashing high beams
andee chalz (8:47:33 PM): i was like “amy get off!!!!”
andee chalz (8:47:34 PM): haha
andee chalz (8:47:40 PM): then they shut off.
andee chalz (8:48:00 PM): and i looked out my back window and saw a guy in a pickup like… 50 feet away and his cabin lights were on so i could see what he was doing.
andee chalz (8:48:02 PM): on the phone, freaking out.
andee chalz (8:48:06 PM): i was like “he’s calling the cops”
andee chalz (8:48:27 PM): so i put my pants on and amy was like “fuck that, i’m waiting until he leaves. maybe he just pulled over to make a call”
andee chalz (8:48:33 PM): i got in the driver’s seat.
andee chalz (8:48:38 PM): we looked back and the guy left.
andee chalz (8:48:46 PM): but i was still like “fuuuuuck this, let’s go”
andee chalz (8:49:20 PM): so i turned on the car.
andee chalz (8:49:23 PM): put the defrosters on.
andee chalz (8:49:43 PM): as soon as the windows were clear, i put it in reverse and went like… thirty feet backwards, and then two cruisers like… sped at me.
andee chalz (8:49:47 PM): ever seen harold and kumar?
imaloser3118 (8:50:12 PM): yeah
andee chalz (8:50:00 PM): when he gets arrested for j-walking?
imaloser3118 (8:50:25 PM): yeah
andee chalz (8:50:07 PM): same shit.
imaloser3118 (8:50:31 PM): hahah
andee chalz (8:50:31 PM): i was like… oh phew, thanks be to god… backin’ up… baaaackin’ up… baaaa…. FUCKING SHIT WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!
andee chalz (8:50:40 PM): guy came out yelling.
andee chalz (8:50:42 PM): fuckin’ intense.
andee chalz (8:50:47 PM): so now i’m back here.
andee chalz (8:50:50 PM): that sucked balls dude.
imaloser3118 (8:51:15 PM): hah holy shit
andee chalz (8:51:19 PM): i almost shit myself.
Holy shit, I can’t believe I’ve gone this long without updating my blog. I guess I’ve been pretty preoccupied with school and some other things. I don’t know what happened recently, but all of a sudden I gained a whole lot of motivation to keep pushing myself in school. Been studying my ass off on my free time, while somehow still managing to fit in a few hours of video games in my daily schedule.
I moved into Amy’s dorm a few weeks ago. Been living here since. Never really stopped by my other dorm, only to get the occasional SnackPack from my fridge.
Agh… I’m sitting here trying to think of things to write. Not coming up with much. I went to the New Bedford skatepark with Taylor today. He blades, I board. We seshed the hell out of this prefab pyramid. I did a Rock 180 on an almost vertical wall of the pyramid and it was so intense, I felt pretty good about that.
I slept in my room, finally, for the first time since I got here. It was really loud though, and it got really hot, and it’s really uncomfortable to be sleeping alone. So I got crap for sleep, but… The bed was comfortable, at least.
Things have been kind of… Tense… Lately. Between Amy and I. It’s not really anything that’s going on between us, but more what’s going on in our heads. It’s a natural reaction to the situation we’re in, so I don’t feel like something is wrong. For awhile I was feeling that Amy, with the thousands of students that go to this school, would find someone that made her happier. It got pretty bad too, I lost my mind and just broke apart. It was when I realized that she wasn’t going to give up on reassuring me and the fact that well, if she wanted to be with someone else that… She would. I smiled at the thought of her wanting to be with me, not just being with me but wanting to be with me. We had a night where I just couldn’t stop staring into her eyes, holding her, and telling her how much I loved her. It felt really good to tell her everything.
Mostly, I think it’s just something we need to work at. It’s new for us. Every couple goes through this, it’s a natural human feeling. Jealousy or… Paranoia. We’ve only been together for five, beautiful, months - so it’s not like we’ve run into every problem in the world. This is just another speedbump in our long journey. Another thing that we didn’t expect and need to learn how to set those feelings aside. I’m not worried anymore. I’ve shut off the crazy feelings and I’m back to being sane.
She’s still been feeling a bit insecure about everything, so I’m trying to spend a lot of time with her so that if she does get really depressed about anything I’ll be with her. I don’t know much about this whole situation though, I’ve never really run into this with anyone. I’m not always great with words so it gets hard to tell her what’s on my mind and not make it sound like I’m talking out my ass.
I worry about her, not about who she’s with anymore, but how she feels. College is a big thing. Lots of things going on. I want to be the person that she’ll come running to when she gets scared or worried, I want to be the person she calls at one in the morning because she needs to feel comforted. I want her to talk to me and feel comfortable about telling me what’s going on. I just can’t expect so much from her though, that’s not the type of person she is. She, like me, keeps things to herself. But like I said, just another thing I need to get used to. I don’t hate that quality of her, I don’t dislike it. Actually, I respect it, because it makes her her. It’s just something I need to get used to because I’m not used to it.
I love her so much.
I realized I haven’t posted a single entry regarding college since I moved in, you’d think that would be on my number one right? Ah well… I’ll just give a quick update on what’s happened since I moved in:
I moved in September 2nd and Amy helped me unload stuff out of my car in the five minutes they gave me. She ended up sitting outside, guarding my stuff, while I brought some of the bigger stuff in. Thankfully I had some help when I called up Chris Malarick to give me hand. He ended up bringing Dan, Nally, and Ben - so things got moved in pretty quickly after that. I felt really bad that Amy had to sit out there while I moved stuff in, it was hot and gross and… Gah, she’s the best.
Anyways, after that I spent a few hours with Amy until she left with her family for dinner. I ended up hanging with Chris, Dan, Nally, Ben, and some others in front of Elmwood Hall. Smokin’ butts and shootin’ the shit, you know?
I can’t really remember much of the day, or the next day really. I know I went to Wal-Mart to get some things for the dorm and supplies and whatnot. Oh wait, now I remember… So, we went to Wal-Mart and junk and then ended up going to Olive Garden for lunch. After that we went a few building over to the Dartmouth Mall, which is pretty neat (really nice to have a mall so close to campus, along with all the other stuff near there too ). Saw Superbad. Laughed my ass off. Headed back to the dorm. At least I think that’s all that happened that day.
Next morning my classes started and I headed over to World Civilizations, found my way there pretty easy. Pretty proud of that, actually. World Civ. seems like an awesome class, definitely everything I expected of the class. I mean, I haven’t had a real class with the notes and learning and shit yet but… The syllabus explained what we’d be learning and… Yeah. Awesome. That class only went from 8:00am to 9:15am, then I didn’t have a class until 3:30pm. I can’t remember what I did in the meantime but I remember my Ceramics class (the one at 3:30pm). That’s probably one of my favorite classes, other than World Civ. (so far, of course). My Ceramics class runs from 3:30pm to 6:15pm, but it’s not like it’s a boring class. It’s all hands on.
The next morning I got to experience the introduction to my other three classes. First up was Sociology, which… I have to say, is probably one of the most interesting classes. I say “interesting” and not “my favorite” because there’s a fine line there. I’m really curious as to learning social behavior and why things happen the way they do… Definitely… Actually, as I’m typing this I’m realizing that I’m not entirely sure this won’t end up one of my favorite classes… Anyways, moving on. Then I had about an hour between the end of Sociology and the beginning of my next class, which was Chemistry and the Environment. Now, set aside high school Chemistry because this is completely different (so I’m told). There’s none of that math bullshit tucked away in there to surprise you. And it’s not so much a focus on Chemistry alone, but the Earth as well. It’s more a combination of how the two relate to each other. It’s like… Instead of “This is the chemical structure of Sodium Chloride” it’s “This is the structure of Sodium Chloride, here’s how it affects Earth and life”. More interesting right?
…Fuck you, I think it’s interesting. Leave me alone.
I’m being silly, I’m hyper right now. SO YEAH! After Chemistry I went to my English class, which was pretty chill the first class. Actually all the classes were pretty chill the first time around, just introduction and syllabuses… Syllabus’… Syllabi… Yeah. So my World Civilizations class and my English class are part of something called a “Learning Community”, where two classes are tied into each other. So what I learn in World Civilizations will be brought over to my English class, where (I’m guessing this is what it’ll be like…) I’ll learn to write essays regarding what was taught in my World Civilizations class. Perhaps this means I’m just writing twice the amount of World Civilizations essays, that may be… But I like World Civ. so I’m down for it. Sounds like a plan, man.
Okay, so that’s the introduction to my classes. Let’s focus on the now… I just got back from my Sociology class, where we were just learning about the definition of Sociology and the origins of it. We started talking about Marx and Capitalism but we ran out of time so I was bummed out. It was an interesting start. I have about thirty minutes until I need to head over to the Science and Engineering building for my Chem. class, so I’m probably going to spend it wisely and expel my breakfast… For you slow ones out there, that means taking a shit.
Oh man, let’s talk about taking a shit for a bit. I apologize for my digress, but it has to be said… The toilets here are so nasty. Actually, I guess for something like… 12,000 students, they’re maintained pretty well. It’s just still nasty though. I mean, the best shits you can take are in your own bathroom in your own house. You’re comfortable, no one is there to judge you… Alone time. Take a magazine, a book, text your friends, et cetera. I guess I just have a thing about public shitting. It weirds me out. What makes all that so bad is that this is my new home. I… HAVE… To take a shit here.
Ah well, I might as well go now. No one is here, everyone is at their 9:00am classes.
I’ll write again after my English class.
3:25pm
I’m on the plane right now on the way back home from Fort Lauderdale, Florida. As far as my last night on the boat, I didn’t do very much. Dinner and television mainly, and of course the occasional eight cigarettes but… Who’s counting?
There’s a movie on the plane right now but I’m flabbergasted as to how I’m supposed to hear it. The audio is on very low and… Oh, that’s right… My iPod is on anyways.
*shrugs*
Closing words: The cruise was definitely a great experience - minus the few days I have where I’ll be hiding my peeling face from public view. Yeah I got burned pretty bad, I didn’t take the sunblock seriously. I guess that’s a good way to put it. I’m glad I decided against getting my tattoos redone before I went on vacation. They wouldn’t burned right off my chest. Man, it was bad. It’s only my chest that got burned too, and try to picture this… Imagine lying down in a chair with your arms at your side, and in that position is when you get the sunburn. Now, if you were to lift your arms up and look at your sides, what would you see?
…Exactly. I have probably the funkiest looking tan I’ve ever see anyone have. Am I proud of it?
Sure am.
2:52pm
Okay so I lied, I didn’t end up writing when I got back from dinner last night. I went to a comedy show to see a guy named Basile. He was pretty good but relied too heavily on the audience. By that I mean when you hear comics ask “Anyone from New Jersey?” and then go on their little rant about New Jersey. Well, that’s all he really had in his routine - which was still funny when he was picking on people.
After that I just headed back to the room and fell asleep watching Planet Earth. I’ve been watching a lot of television on this cruise, but it’s the sitcoms that have been killing me lately. Actually just one in particular, one I mentioned earlier, with David Spade, the wife from Grounded for Life… I can’t remember the name of the show, dammit… Well yeah, it keeps reminding me of Amy. I’m going insane over here.
Last day at sea. We dock in Florida in the morning, then we catch a taxi to the airport, then get on our flight, land in Boston and catch another taxi, then we’re home. Then… I’ll probably just go to sleep or something. Damn, it seems like such a long way away.
3:57pm
Okay, so I’m just making a note more or less to remind myself in case I forget. I just watched a show on this microbiology voyage that had hoped to find new sources of bio-fuel. Scuba diving for samples and going through the gene ladders to find unheard of species. It was actually really cool. Maybe that’s a possibility for me. Move out to the islands and just scuba dive all the time and pick shit up from the sea floor.
That reminds me, I need to go diving in Australia after I get certified. Down in the barrier reef… Hell yes.
Okay well, No Reservations is on again. I gotta watch. Ciao.
11:53am
I didn’t write last night because I was just so exhausted and burnt out from the sun. So, I apologize for that. Yesterday we docked in St. Thomas, one of the United States’ Virgin Islands. Simply amazing. Probably the best experience I’ve had all vacation, and I’m going to make it a goal to get back there sometime in my life.
We had to go through U.S. Customs before we could get off the boat, which for U.S. Citizens took almost no time at all. We got off the boat in, altogether, about ten minutes. Not bad at all compared to the non-U.S. citizens that had to wait an hour just go through customs and then finally get in the line to get off the boat. My mother and I were one of the first people off the boat, so everything was empty at this point. We hopped on a taxi that would take us to Coki beach, one of the famous beaches in St. Thomas. Now, we had no plans when we got to St. Thomas. No shore excursions, no map, nothing.
When we got to Coki beach we swam around in the water for a little while, and then we spotted a dive shop. Thinking that we could schedule a Snuba dive we went up the shop and talked to a guy named Peter. He told us that they don’t do Snuba dives but they do a “no experience necessary” scuba dive. Hell yes! We signed up, waited for a bit, went through the instructions (which we had already received on the snuba dive), and then we suited up. The tank was heavier that I thought it’d be, but once I got into the water the weight was obviously lifted. We did the three skills with the regulator and face mask, and then we headed out. We followed Peter forty feet into the ocean, and it was just amazing. I would’ve liked to go deeper but they have their regulations for non-experienced divers and whatnot. Just before we dove I bought an underwater camera so I’ll have to post those up with all these entries. Good lord though, scuba diving was one of the most intense experiences I’ve had. I’m pretty sure I’m going to go get certified soon.
After the dive we took a cab to downtown St. Thomas and did some shopping. Most of which was just diamond stores or the same touristy shops under a different name. So that kind of sucked. After walking around for hours we decided we were both just burnt out and found another cab home. It only took ten minutes to get back to the ship, and thank God too. I was exhausted. We came back to the ship and I just passed out.
So that was that day in a nutshell, and for today and tomorrow we’re at sea and then we land back in Florida where we’ll catch a flight back to Boston. I can’t wait to get home now.
5:27pm
Formal dinner tonight. Not anticipating having to dress up for a meal and then come back to the cabin just to take it off. I’m exhausted right now, that’s for sure. I’d very much like to sleep up until Fort Lauderdale, but my body isn’t letting me (I know because I’ve been trying). I just sat in my bed and watched Stranger Than Fiction, for the… Fourth time, I think. I enjoyed it better when I watched it with Amy.
See, I keep doing that…
Alright I guess I need to start getting dressed up in the suit for dinner though, even though we’ll be the only ones there tonight. Gene and Gordon won’t be joining us…
I’ll write when I get back from dinner, which I hope is enjoyable because I’m far too tired to go all the way out to something that’s not worthwhile. Damn, I’d rather be sleeping.
5:01pm
Damn! I got burned…
So our docking got postponed a bit because we hit a current that slowed us down last night. It wasn’t very far off though, we were supposed to dock at 9:00am but ended up docking in around 10:15am. Not a huge problem, I woke up late anyways so it gave me time to get a good breakfast. After breakfast I came back to the cabin and got dressed and went down to join the gigantic line waiting to get off the ship. It was a pretty intense line too, well not so much a line rather than a small room full of a lot of people.
We finally get off the ship and walk down this cement walkway to where we could catch a taxi. Almost immediately we find a taxi that’s willing to drive us to Marigot, St. Martin’s capital, for just twenty bucks. Not too bad. Definitely a lot of culture here in St. Martin. It’s divided up into two sections, French and Dutch. Maybe I didn’t clarify that St. Martin is one of the French islands, so… St. Martin is one of the French islands. There. Clarified.
Marigot was full of traffic, but made up for it in it’s many shops. There was a huge flea-market that wrapped around the capital’s center, so we spent a lot of time there. Almost every single shop had the same items, but even still my ADD came into play and I had that feeling like I missed something and had to walk back. Meh, so I’m a bit retarded.
After walking around the center for awhile, we decided it was time to take off and caught another cab that would take us to Orient Beach. The beach was definitely nice. The water was a bit rough, but it was clear and warm and oh so refreshing. I tried snorkeling out there, but only saw one fish. It was one of those fish that was big enough to have other fish feeding off of it. But that was about it, so I made my way out and sat on the beach chair for about forty minutes. What happens when you sit in a chair in the sun for forty minutes? You get burned to shit. So I’m pretty screwed right now, my chest is bright red but my back is still white as all hell.
Talking to the people of St. Martin was definitely the highlight of the day. One of the people I talked to went on about St. Martin’s Christmas. He said that on that day, if they see anybody even if they don’t know them, they wish them a Merry Christmas and it’s just expected. They donate money the schools and the government buys paint for the townspeople to paint their houses with. Everybody just has parties and eats cake and whatnot. It seems very… Community-based. Everyone knows each other. Someone else said that there were only three reported deaths last year. I mean, that’s excluding natural deaths, of course…
Anyways, we’re back to the cabin now (obviously), and dinner is in a half hour. I need to take a shower and then cool off, get dressed, and head to dinner. I’m sore, I’m exhausted, I miss my girlfriend so much…
I suppose after dinner I’m going to head to the internet café’ and see if anybody left me anything. Maybe sign on AIM for a bit and talk to some friends. Alright though, ciao.
8:56pm
Dinner was nice. Got to see our friends Gene and Gordon and had a nice long talk. Tonight I ordered the vegetable minestrone and the fettuccine alfredo. Delicious as always. After dinner I ordered this three-flavored ice cream cake with an Italian name that slips my mind at the moment. That, as well, was tasty. Hit the spot for sure. After I ate, I bailed on the group really quick to hit up the internet café’. I checked my Myspace and my Facebook, gave Amy another “poke” and then left her a nice little novel on her Myspace. It was nice just to be able to tell her what was going through my mind. I mean, the majority of it consisted of “I miss you” and “I love you” but… That’s really all I can think of.
After that I made my way to the Promenade deck to smoke one of my newly bought Honey Berry cigarillos. When I opened the door I noticed that Gene, Gordon, and my mother were all out on the deck. Gordon and I had a great conversation about culture. We talked about our travels to Europe, and his travels to America. I talked about how I really try to break the American stereotype when I travel by learning bits and pieces of the language, respecting their culture, and all of that. He noted that he really respected that and that’s a great way to live. I felt good when he said that, to be honest. He’s definitely a great guy. I don’t know if he has an e-mail back home in Scotland, but if he does I’ll be keeping in touch with him for sure. He’s one of those people who make an impact. I suppose that’s a good way to describe him. Before the cruise ends I’ll be sure to get a photo of Gordon and I.
Alright though, I’m a bit tired and there’s not much more to write about. I guess I’m going to play solitaire for the next few hours and watch cruise television. There’s always interesting shows on the Discovery Channel.
10:33pm
Alright so I had to say something about this movie I’m watching. I swear every actor and actress in the world is in it. Demi Moore, Christian Slater, Shia LeBeouf, Ashton Kutcher, Laurence Fishburne, Elijah Wood, Lindsay Lohan, Emilio Estevez… I mean damn, what a hell of a cast. I wish I knew the name of this movie. I haven’t even really been following the plotline, but it seems like there’s so many going on at once that you only need to catch one of them and just pay attention to that.
10:15am
I wake up to a knock at the hotel door and a woman saying, quite loudly, “Fruit delivery!” My mom raced to the door to stop her from waking me up, which obviously had already happened, and received her fruit. I sat up in complete darkness and wondered why she had ordered fruit at, what felt like, two in the morning. Being that we don’t have a clock, except the one at the other end of the cabin (which I was far too tired to walk to), I picked up my iPod and started it up so that I could view the time. 9:00am. WTF?! Nine in the morning?! I slid my pants on, threw a shirt over my body, fitted on my Red Sox cap, and told my mom I was going up to the breakfast buffet. I waited for a few minutes so she could get ready, then we both went up to the Lido deck for the buffet.
I ended up with a plate of almost everything… Bacon, eggs, this weird type of sausage, mushroom/cheese omelet, a soft roll, corned beef and hash, some home fries, smoked salmon (which turned out to taste like crap), and a nice cup of coffee. We sat down outside by one of the large windows and I lit up one of those COHIBA cigarillos I was talking about. Everything was perfect in that moment. Hungry with a plate of food, relaxed with a cigarette, tired with a cup of coffee. I had everything I needed that morning.
Now, don’t mistake my words when I say this, but I can’t wait to get home. It has nothing to do with my feelings about this cruise, I’m having a blast. I just started thinking about college and Amy and… All those amazing things coming up so quickly. I want to get home and start packing and get all my shit together. I want to show up at school on that Sunday and toss all my shit into my room and just take off and see Amy and spend the rest of the day with her. What I’m really psyched about, is that after I move in, I have an entire day where there’s nothing going on. That gives me a chance to learn where all the buildings are, where I’ll be taking my classes. It also gives me a chance to find out how the fuck I get to the Art Studio in New Bedford. See, I’m taking a Ceramics class and it’s not on campus, so I need to drive out to the studio in New Bedford to take it. I don’t know how far away it is, or where exactly it is, so… Yeah, I’ll be fucked if I don’t do something about that.
Alright, I guess that’s about enough blogging for right now. Nothing’s happened yet so what exactly can a man write about?
12:19pm
Since I last wrote I’ve done nothing but play solitaire. This is the day that will be spent entirely at sea. Now, if there’s way to get off the boat and do something, and everything on the boat doesn’t sound very interesting to me (minus food and drink of course, and the occasional smoke), then why would I leave the room? I got my laptop, my music, my bed. I’m pretty satisfied. So maybe I don’t have the same type of fun as others, but if I’m keeping myself happy then why should I be bitched at for not vacationing properly? Just seems as though I’m ruining my mother’s entire vacation because I’m not doing the things that she would do if she were in my position. Kind of bullshit if you ask me. If I want to relax, I’m going to do so the way I’m used to and the way I want to. This cruise is starting to piss me the fuck off because I can’t fucking relax.
Fuck.
3:49pm
Okay so I’ve calmed down in the past three hours. Played my hour-long game of solitaire, watched some quality television, bought myself a tie (being that it’s formal dinner night tonight), and just… Shut up. I just shut myself up and that’s what I really needed. I think one thing that helped was part of this television show I was watching, one of those husband and wife sitcoms. At the end of the show they get through one of those inevitable sitcom conflicts and give each other a big hug and they just smile and tell each other how much they love one another. Damn, I miss Amy. I mean… Even if I were at home, I wouldn’t be able to see her because she’ll be constantly working up until move-in day. I guess I’d still feel like I’m close to her, maybe even talk to her for about fifteen minutes before she left for work or before she went to sleep.
10:28pm
I’m going to wrap up tonight’s summary as quick as possible because I am just exhausted. That, and Planet Earth is on the tele.
So we went to the formal dinner tonight. I dressed up in my black chalkstripe suit, the one I wore for prom. Except… I didn’t wear a red dress shirt underneath, it was just a simple white. I wore my goofy blue tie as well, which went nothing with my suit but I guess if it’s a black suit coat and a white shirt underneath the tie color matters not. The dinner was nice and gave us a chance to meet our dinner-mates Gene and Gordon from Scotland. They definitely had much to say with their stories and advice. Gene seemed a bit quiet at first but began to pick up later in the evening, whereas Gordon and ourselves hit it off immediately. Gordon is definitely a great guy, I hope to see him tomorrow. Love those Scots. Love that accent as well…
After the dinner we went to go see the show at the Comedy Club. The comedian went by the name Steve Moris, a man who apparently had done much in his career and definitely worked up a great routine for those on the ship. He had toured with the Beach Boys, Eric Clapton, and a few others (he showed us his work on the guitar during the show). Definitely needed a good laugh and he got me to the point where I had to wipe a few tears away. Good stuff, definitely good stuff.
After the show I had a smoke outside the Promenade deck, where I could see all the waves crashing alongside the boat and the warm breeze running through my hair (exactly the way I had described before). All I could really think about was… Amy would like it here. I swear the next time I see her I’m going to show her exactly how I feel (seeing all these couples makes me feel like I haven’t).
Well, Planet Earth is on right now and I’m exhausted. I don’t believe I’ll be blogging tomorrow morning, being that we dock at 9:00am and we’re going to try to get off the ship as fast as possible.
Catch y’all on the flipside.
