I spent spring break on a cruise boat. It was great. We left from Port Canaveral and stopped at CocoCay, Jamaica, Grand Caymen, and Cozumel. Saw some cool touristy things at each spot.
But what I really want to write about is what happened on the boat. See, there was this teen club for 15-17 fear olds, which I didn't expect much of because I'm at the higher end of that, being 17. So I go the first night and there's a ice breaker activity that was fun... Then they start a dance party sort of deal. I of course start dancing, why not? But most of the other people were like "Pfft, dancing." The dance floor didn't get very crowded until she(the DJ) put on the Cha Cha song. Quite pathetic. Of course, the only person I met that night was Becca.
Becca was fun, but very female. And she liked to talk. A lot. I hardly got a word in during the three or four nights we spent together. I'm sure there were other gay people on the boat, but I didn't meet any. Was kind of depressing.
There were certainly lots of cute guys around. Lets see... there was the outgoing guy who was dancing with three girls at a time, there were two really cute guys who always had one girl with them the whole week. There was the cute guy across the dining room, there was the guy with nice pecs on CocoCay who pointed out an iguana on the side of the path. He was also in the sexy man legs competition. Rawr. Oooh, there was the guy that was napping up on Deck 11 at like insane-o'clock at night. There were these two guys who I thought were dancing together, but when I got closer I realized there was actually a girl inbetween them... And on the last night there were two adorable guys but they were drunk out of their minds, which sadly had no effect on their sexual orientation.
So by the last night of the cruise Becca had resorted to asking anyone who was our age, had a penis, and happenend to be walking by, "Wanna hook up with me?" (Which wasn't very effective , as you could imagine). And I was asking around a bit also, but more like, "Hey sexy, wanna dance?" Which got odd looks and usually required an explanation.
Also of note, there were these people wandering around called Kroove Komics who had all sorts of antics. The most notable, however, was this foney travelling magician. He asked for a volunteer and his assistant hunted me down for whatever reason and volunteered me. So his trick was to put a hankercheif close to my heart, and when he took it away my deepest secret would be written on the hankey. Fun fun, indeed. So, he stuffs the hankey down my shirt. His assistant pulls on one end, and he pulls on the other. Two hankercheifs pop out of my shirt, with a bra tied between them. I do a really sheesey shocked expression, wave my limp wrist around a bit, and walk back to where my mom was watching. This was all in front of 10-20 or so people gathered around... It was hilarious.
So as usual, lots of eye candy, but slim pickings. But I had lots of fun on the cruise anyway, so I'm not bummed in the slightest. Plus the whole long distance thing is a huge PITA.
I'm so ready for college next year in Chicago. I dearly want out of Michigan. I already got an e-mail from admissions that basically said they got my deposit, and I'll be getting registration stuff soon. It also said "... you can take a break and enjoy your last days of high school!" Probably not the best thing to tell a senior, but it's so tempting...