It was so much fun. There are so many things that went on, I don't know where to begin.
Guess I'll do it one day at a time, then.
-~Day: uno~-
We started off waking up extremely early to finish packing and arrive to school bright eyed and fluffy tailed.
I had to run up three flights of stairs to drop off my math test, then run down them to then go across campus to the P.E. room, drop off a gift for Sara, and then run back to the car.
Packed my luggage under the bus, put my carry ons aside and stood by Mom for a while.
She was upset to see me go like that because for her, this would be the longest time and farthest distance I would be away from her. So she started crying, lightly, but still. Finally I convinced mom to just leave because it'd take a while for us to get on the road.
She did and I stood near this guy I had liked a while ago before I was going out with Duo ( cept, I didn't know his name back then and I hadn't even talked to him, just like an admirer from afar ...O_o; ) and we talked for a while and decided to sit next to eachother on the way to the port.
Then we were quiet for the longest time, looking around nervously, shyly, whatever, and said at the same time ( o.o which made us both jump at the same time as well because it scared us ) "What was your name, again?"
Irving ( yeah, that's -his- name. Get over it. ) turned out to be really nice and I somewhat wish I had talked to him when I liked him that time ago.
It took us about two hours to get to Barstow, CA and Irving and I went to Starbucks, grabbed a coffee and sat at a table in the corner and talked about random nothings. It was interesting because it was a nice conversation that I haven't had in the longest time and I felt like I really needed it. It was up to my level of thought and we both listened intently. There was no interuptions or sarcasm or anything. We laughed a bit too. It was just really, really nice.
Although....... ... he kept screwing up my lil watch thing ( Think of a wrist-band watch- now think of that watch without the wrist bands [They broke off and my wrist was too small anyway, so it was in my wallet] and he kept fiddling with it ) and I had to keep resetting it. Not that it was bugging me, though, it was like a little distraction, but it was okay.
We went back to the bus and listened to our CD Players, slept a bit ( The damn buses were too cramped, we ended up leaning against eachother a few times ), then woke up to watch the bus pull into the port.
And thus the bus sat there for about thirty minutes.
For a while, Donia, Bridgette, Angela, Irving and I talked about things and then we broke into our own conversations and Irving said out of the complete world of randomness that I had pretty eyes. That threw me off guard, I know I get that a lot about my eyes, but never from a guy my age. It sort of shocked me. He has nice eyes, too. So I told him that. They're somewhat like a light-chocolate brown and spiffily shaped. He can get the most evilest look.. they can be so cold sometimes it scares me and he knows it. He does it on purpose sometimes, just get this evil.. cold look and waits until I turn to glance at him.
We had our tags to put on our carry-ons and he was looking at mine after I filled it out and I reached to take it back because he barely held it out to me and we dropped it. Unconsiously, or just stupidly, I reached down as he was and grabbed for it and since it landed in his lap, I got ahold of the tag, but also accidentally ... 'touching' something else. It was... not only extremely embarrassing, but he let out this weird yelp/cry that made me feel even more worse. I couldn't stop apologizing for the next five minutes, he finally was about to put his hand over my mouth when we both fell silent, then started to laugh. Hard. Then things went back to boredom.
It took forever to get off the bus, and even more time to get on the boat. There were so many people.
FINALLY! We had arrived at the boat and unpacked. Unfortunately, I was stuck in a room with three seniors that most likely not notice if I were to jump off the boat and go missing for the whole trip. I tried avoiding them, the ship was pretty big enough.
We had to go through a life-boat drill, it was boring as Hell, but now I know how to put on a lifejacket.
All we did for that was put on our lifejackets and sit at our Muster/Gathering Stations in the Blue Saphire Lounge and listen to the signals and about the lifeboats.
Then was free time. I gathered some friends and we wandered around to get used to the ship which was easy after the first two hours.
Dinner was at six. I lost my whole group of friends and ended up eating with my conductor ( Gladly, the nicer one came ) and some parents. They were nice, treated me with respect and like I was an adult as well. I liked it. Except for when we set sail and I got seasick at the third course.
See, let me explain. This dinner thing was uber fancy. You get one menu, but three different places to choose one thing from. A starter, an appetizer, and dinner. Starters were like one little thing like three tiny shrimp, Escargot ( did I spell it right? It was good!! I had some, it tasted like chicken. ( really, I'm so damn serious ) But you need to never take your time or it'll start tasting sick. ), one eggroll, etc. The appetizers were only salads. Wonderful ones at that. Then dinner which was like Fettucini, Prime Rib, etc.
All very nice. But I couldn't make it, excused myself and went to my cabin to lay down, put on those wrist-bands for seasickness ( They put pressure on a pressure point and it takes away the sick-like feeling. So wonderful, I never took them off ) and closed my eyes for a moment for a five minute rest.
Ten minutes later I got up and explored. Found myself at an internet cafe and talked to some people that were on. Extremely cool.
Then I had to quickly run back to my cabin and get dressed for pictures for the Orchestra.
I dressed pretty early, I didn't want to be late. I left my cello locked in its case and went up on deck to walk to the back and watch the moon, stars, and ocean.
And there was Irving leaning on the railing staring out at the abyss of black and listening to the nice soft sound of the waves on the ocean liner/boat/The Ecstasy. He turned and walked in my direction to leave and because I had my hair straightened, he didn't recognize me until he moved infront of me and peered at me for a moment.
He wasn't already dressed, but he walked back to the railing and watched the ocean with me and had another one of our conversations.
I was asked if I was going to dance afterwards and my self-esteem kicked in and I told him that I wasn't, and that no guy in their right mind on the ship would dance with me. I got a somewhat laugh from him, he said to me that he would dance with me and said that there is no ugly or too fat or anything like that. He made me feel a little better about myself, I guess.
We ran to get our instruments and for him to get dressed ( with my tripping in my shoes, of course ) and went for pictures while hearing rumors of a girl falling down the stairs and breaking her violin.
This poor girl turned out to be Bridgette. On the first night, I felt so bad for her, and so did she! She was in the Infirmerary the night and when I saw her next, she was just really sad. ( We cheered her up, though, on the next nights )
After pictures I went back on deck after changing to play ping pong with a few people I met on the boat that was in my school o.o;..
But yes, it was extremely fun that night. We had an early curfew of 11:30, and the rooms, other than being amazingly SMALL, had absolutely wonderful beds/matresses. I slept really well.
-~Day: dos~- ( If I spell these wrong, sue me. I don't care. --; )
Today was the day we arrived in Mexico. We woke up, ate breakfast and played for the ship. Beautifully done and it was fun.
After we played, we went to Ensenada to do some SHOPPING! Oi, so many things to buy, so little money. I haggled a few things down, some three dollar necklaces for only one. Hehe, it was great.
After we went back on the boat, we had a LOT of time to kill. I wandered around with a few friends doing stupid things and we were happy.
Tonight was the Captian's Dinner. A mandatory thing were you dress up and look nice and eat with friends.
This was the night we had escargot. Oh gross, it jiggled and everything. It looked disgusting and I even took a picture of it, and the faces of people trying it and amazingly, it was good. I'd have it again.
We hurried and got dressed and tried to get to the spas, but we needed a parent with us, so we tried to get one, but they closed the shop before she came up.
But while we were waiting, we were on the top floor so I dropped coins down the stairway because there was this lil rectangular like space in the stairs all the way down. John ran down to catch them and he said that one of my pennies had hit a little girl in the head. Which made me just laugh harder cause really, I'm in that phase for a while where kids are just so damn annoying.
Finally we decided to leave and we went to Bridgette's room with Donia ( She roomed with B' ) and a John came along. ( There were like, fifty-THOUSAND Johns. This one will be refered to as Jay now. )
We played B.S. with Bridgette's deck of cards. It's basically like CHEAT on Neopets, but better. Jay tossed a card down, trying to be cool and said 'One three' and the card landed face up as a six and we just started laughing because he threw himself down on the ground and pretended to cry.
After B.S., we walked around and Jay kept making this annoying noise with his cabin card and the wall and I kept telling him to stop. He did, for two walls then he did it again and I grabbed this pressure point at the back of his neck and he stopped, got out of my grip, did it again and ran like hell to his room. I chased behind him with Bridgette and Donia running behind us. Suddenly Jay stopped at the door of his room about to put the card in when I couldn't stop myself and plowed into him. Thus we fell on the floor and I landed ontop of him. We were still and very quiet, staying on eachother when he made these fake moaning and 'Oooh! Jen.... ..I like it like -this-, -hurt- me' ( Which I will have no comment on ) type things and finally we jumped to our feet. Donia told us that our legs were positioned 'just right' and intertwined and it looked horrible.
Oh but it was great fun.
We wandered around again and goofed off until 1:00a.m. before we went to bed.
-~Day: Tres~- ( Again, live with the spelling )
Ah, fun. We had nothing to do the whole day but goof off. We went to a fancy dinner with Nik and afterwards, we said it was Donia's birthday to get some more cake. Ah-hah, what little sneaks we are.
The waiters, during dinner, had broke out into song and dancing into a conga line around the whole dinner room just for the whole diners there and we ran to get in the line. My self-consious-ness had left for those grand five minutes and I pulled Irving in with us and it was just great.
We then ran around to go do random things. We swam that day.
Did you know that they took ocean water, right out of the ocean for the pool!? It was so cold and salty, but it felt great after getting used to it. Then we managed to go into the inside spas with Michael's mom and Michael. We tried the steam room, but I couldn't breathe so we left after that.
We basically just goofed off and laughed the whole time. Ordered room service for about ten people when we sat outside of Irving, Michael, and Nik's room. We talked, we laughed, etc.
Irving said he was going up on deck and so I wanted to come along and followed him a bit when he turned and said that he wanted to be alone. No big deal, I could handle that, right? Yeah..... right. I hurried back down to see Nik in a sombrero and for some reason I couldn't lift my spirit as much as an ant can lift a boulder. I felt crushed for some horrible reason and I couldn't understand why. People like their alone times, and I understand that. I'm not sure, it just made me feel a little upset. I know I want people to tell me if they want me to leave them alone, but I never knew that it'd hurt so much when I was used to it for so long.
Then Nik grabbed his muracas ( spelling, sucks. I'm a Japanese person, not Mexican, rawr.. ) and we did a conga line all around the boat with me in the middle with my little 'mask' on to fake people that I was happy and perky.
We went to bed and that was that.
-~Day: Quatro~-
Ah, the day we arrived back to California. We packed and ended up staying in our Muster/Waiting station for over an hour until our tag color was called. We were scanned and all that stuff and loaded on the bus. Except...... my stuff was still in the building. I freaked, and Irving did as well because he left his stuff with mine.
We ran back in, got yelled at by security and explained them why. They were irritated and rude as Hell, but we somehow got our stuff and ran back to the bus.
It started to rain, I was so estatic.
I slept most of the way in a hunched way in a seat all by myself, as the seat next to me was empty because a girl left with her sister. How lucky was I? Damn lucky, mhm mhm.
Cept, my back and neck hurt like Hell. Still do. Irving woke me up a few times making clicking noises with his mouth behind me. One time I accidentally touched his knee in my sleep because my hand had slipped inbetween the space of the two seats I was on and back to him.
We had Panda Express to eat and the way back home was nice. Except for my pained neck and back. I really could go for a nice, long massage.
We arrived in Vegas a bit early and I let some people call their parents to tell them.
Every now and then I'd look back to see Zander/Lauren sucking face ( aka kissing ) with his girlfriend and it made me feel o_O; alone. Weird, eh?
I squeaked at the sight of my Mom and Lil-Bit, my kitty, and ran to the car with my stuff as Irving was calling his mom because he forgot to ask to use the cell.
But lucky for him, his mom was already there.
We hugged and went our seperate ways.
Thus concludes my trip for the Ensenada, Mexico cruise.
Ja!
~Owari~
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