Senior Scandal
(Scandal is one of those things that can be relative.)
No, I am not going to start with the scandal part first. For my brain's sake alone. The scandal didn't start until, oh say the 2nd or 3rd night of the cruise. So, I have to go in chronological order or I will just screw things up.
Now that I have everyone's attention (and a few people going "cruise?") I can start. My mother, friend Tiffany and I left on Wednesday afternoon for Jacksonville, Florida so we could hop on the Carnival Celebration (perfect name, huh?). After a rough afternoon of getting orders mixed up at a fast food place, and having to fight off the middle school-ers when we dumped my little brother at my dad's work, we made it on the road around 1pm.
We drove. A bunch.
We got to our hotel in Savannah, Georgia around dinner time and we were quite hungry and seeing as we had a gift certificate to Olive Garden, we asked for directions there. "Not far at all" the woman behind the counter said, "go to exit 109 and turn left at the end of the ramp and you will see it. Ten minutes, fifteen max." An hour later we were in the middle of nowhere. We ended up eating at some pizza place....later we found the Olive Garden on a map....in the opposite direction.
The next day it was time to strap on the feedbag! If you have never been on a cruise, you have no idea on how much food you eat while on board. Three words: twenty-four hour pizza.
I would have to say the highlights of the cruise, other than constant food, was watching other people. At dinner, the tables behind us were filled with a group of high school reunion-ers. Only the 2nd time I went up and down the stairs (estimation of stair climbs: 400) I got a hug and what seemed to be a...well...offer from a shirtless, cowboy-hat-wearin' high school graduate. And who can forget the wonderful dancers that first day!? Now, there were bad dancers everywhere, but on the first day they all congregated on the lido deck. That could quite possibly have been the most entertaining thing to watch (giving tough competition to the men's hairy-chest contest). The only good dancer that day was the guy with 2 drinks in his hand! And let's not forget to thank that college baseball team for showing up...
Overall, I would say it went well. O, but everyone is still captivated by the thought of the words "scandal" and "Emily/Emoney." I'm getting there.
I would like to point out that I am still 17 (and I actually danced to my song!), therefore, I was not gambling. But Tiffany did make it to the finals of the slot tournament! She even got a free key chain (and free is hard to come by). Also, she could go to the "Wild and Crazy Singles Meet and Greet" (but she didn't) and the "R" rated comedy shows, and the disco. I, on the other hand, was either left out in the heat, had to go to the teen stuff, or....( da da dada) had to sneak in! Yeah, Carnival, just because you are wearing a college shirt doesn't mean you are that old. Actually, it wasn't that hard. I just made sure I wore "older looking" outfits. Basically hoochie. Thats it. No, I didn't sneak into the casino, that was too scandalous. But I got into the disco and comedy shows. Aren't you proud? I am. Especially after I got my hair cut.
Why yes. I left that part out. Surprise! My hair is shorter than it use to be! Much, actually. Now it seems to have a style, imagine that. I like it. It is very layered with the longest part down to my shoulders and the shortest around my ears. Only draw back is that it makes me look younger...something hard to achieve. But it looked nice on formal night. Have I told you I like it?
What else? Probably nothing that would be interesting to read on. I ate, a lot. I got burnt. I had a drunk guy ask me "Just because I am drunk, does that make me a bad person?" No, of course not. I had a virgin strawberry daiquiri, 2 actually. Now I am beating myself for that. I gained sooo much weight. By the end of the cruise, the last dress I had no longer fit. Eek, I really like that dress too.
So I had a great time. Just a few mental breakdowns from seeing all those pretty girls with all those pretty boys, but other than that I was fine. I am not delving into that yet because I don't feel the need quite yet. And I don't want to cry. So, I got a sunburn, a new purse, a few extra pounds, and it was tons of fun. Despite the fact that I am dog tired having driven all the way home today and I still feel like I am rocking from side to side, girl cruises are fun!
No, I am not going to start with the scandal part first. For my brain's sake alone. The scandal didn't start until, oh say the 2nd or 3rd night of the cruise. So, I have to go in chronological order or I will just screw things up.
Now that I have everyone's attention (and a few people going "cruise?") I can start. My mother, friend Tiffany and I left on Wednesday afternoon for Jacksonville, Florida so we could hop on the Carnival Celebration (perfect name, huh?). After a rough afternoon of getting orders mixed up at a fast food place, and having to fight off the middle school-ers when we dumped my little brother at my dad's work, we made it on the road around 1pm.
We drove. A bunch.
We got to our hotel in Savannah, Georgia around dinner time and we were quite hungry and seeing as we had a gift certificate to Olive Garden, we asked for directions there. "Not far at all" the woman behind the counter said, "go to exit 109 and turn left at the end of the ramp and you will see it. Ten minutes, fifteen max." An hour later we were in the middle of nowhere. We ended up eating at some pizza place....later we found the Olive Garden on a map....in the opposite direction.
The next day it was time to strap on the feedbag! If you have never been on a cruise, you have no idea on how much food you eat while on board. Three words: twenty-four hour pizza.
I would have to say the highlights of the cruise, other than constant food, was watching other people. At dinner, the tables behind us were filled with a group of high school reunion-ers. Only the 2nd time I went up and down the stairs (estimation of stair climbs: 400) I got a hug and what seemed to be a...well...offer from a shirtless, cowboy-hat-wearin' high school graduate. And who can forget the wonderful dancers that first day!? Now, there were bad dancers everywhere, but on the first day they all congregated on the lido deck. That could quite possibly have been the most entertaining thing to watch (giving tough competition to the men's hairy-chest contest). The only good dancer that day was the guy with 2 drinks in his hand! And let's not forget to thank that college baseball team for showing up...
Overall, I would say it went well. O, but everyone is still captivated by the thought of the words "scandal" and "Emily/Emoney." I'm getting there.
I would like to point out that I am still 17 (and I actually danced to my song!), therefore, I was not gambling. But Tiffany did make it to the finals of the slot tournament! She even got a free key chain (and free is hard to come by). Also, she could go to the "Wild and Crazy Singles Meet and Greet" (but she didn't) and the "R" rated comedy shows, and the disco. I, on the other hand, was either left out in the heat, had to go to the teen stuff, or....( da da dada) had to sneak in! Yeah, Carnival, just because you are wearing a college shirt doesn't mean you are that old. Actually, it wasn't that hard. I just made sure I wore "older looking" outfits. Basically hoochie. Thats it. No, I didn't sneak into the casino, that was too scandalous. But I got into the disco and comedy shows. Aren't you proud? I am. Especially after I got my hair cut.
Why yes. I left that part out. Surprise! My hair is shorter than it use to be! Much, actually. Now it seems to have a style, imagine that. I like it. It is very layered with the longest part down to my shoulders and the shortest around my ears. Only draw back is that it makes me look younger...something hard to achieve. But it looked nice on formal night. Have I told you I like it?
What else? Probably nothing that would be interesting to read on. I ate, a lot. I got burnt. I had a drunk guy ask me "Just because I am drunk, does that make me a bad person?" No, of course not. I had a virgin strawberry daiquiri, 2 actually. Now I am beating myself for that. I gained sooo much weight. By the end of the cruise, the last dress I had no longer fit. Eek, I really like that dress too.
So I had a great time. Just a few mental breakdowns from seeing all those pretty girls with all those pretty boys, but other than that I was fine. I am not delving into that yet because I don't feel the need quite yet. And I don't want to cry. So, I got a sunburn, a new purse, a few extra pounds, and it was tons of fun. Despite the fact that I am dog tired having driven all the way home today and I still feel like I am rocking from side to side, girl cruises are fun!
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