my room is a mess.

i don't know why it's so hard to come up with a heading for these posts but it is sometimes. so, you know my room is a mess. it is. it's bad. all my clothes are at the end of the twin bed i sleep on. good thing i'm thin.

i have done nothing today but lay out up on deck thirteen. hawaii should be called the windy, aloha state. the wind almost blew me down today. crazy.

anyway, i'm working on my tan so that when i get home i'll look better than all of you. haha. honestly, it's so relaxin' being up there alone with no noise other than the wind and seeing mountains, the ocean, airplanes landing, helicopters buzzing by and clouds rolling in while the surf crashes. kayaks rip through the water while surf boys ride the waves. it's surreal sometimes.

my phone is still screwed up. the chick at the store told me immediately that it was 'water damage' to my battery, selling me a new one. well, it wasn't the battery! (the new one cost $50). i guess i'll have to buy a new phone... but, maybe it's time for one. i think i want one with internet capability on it. we'll see.

i had a preliminary interview for the crew activities coordinator position this morning. they called and woke me... at 11:25. hah. went well, actually. i have a lot of good things going for me, namely the fact that i designed and edited the crew newsletter (which is still waiting for the captain's approval. justin said the hotel director loved it). the only two set-backs, if you will, are the fact that i'm new (relatively) to the ship and the fact that i don't have my degree yet. they pointed out neither but i'm being realistic. imagine that.

i'll get a call this week, they said, if they want to interview me more. i hope that i get the job. i'd really like to have it so that i have more sense of purpose rather than just pushing drinks on people. we are forced to sale so much that people, when you say hello, automatically throw their hands in the air saying, 'no, i don't need anything.' it sucks. i've almost got a bad attitude... alright, sometimes i do... about it. the passengers are rude about it, although it's not their fault. i've told some of them that i'm just speaking and they get offended. crazy. (just a rant, not the whole of the time...)

some girl is in here talking on her cell phone about snow peas. weird.

marcus... i wrote the directions on how to post up top. read 'em. you're not excluded, i promise.

hmmm... i always try to think of everything to write but remember ten minutes after i sign off.

you know, i think i'm going to be in hawaii for five months and never have the chance to go to a luau. i better.

i have another dentist appointement on thursday... should go well. it'll be then, i assume, that i get more info about how much it's going to cost to get my bridge or plate or whatever. got cash?

most of you won't care but tom got a promotion on the ship. he's now the i.t. director and an officer. although i don't believe his intentions were sincere coming to the ship, i'm proud that he is in a position that suits him and adds to his life. he's quite the weird guy sometimes but deserves chances, too. hope it all works out. just pissed that he's making more money than me, damnit. ha.

i'm hungry so i'm gonna go eat.

oh, i have to admit before i sign off that i've cheated on the no-smoking thing but not bad. i had a couple last night... it's the sixteenth, though, so that's not bad at all.

i need to do a change of address but i don't have a new place to send it to... how sad is that? i'd do it to leslee and jennifer's but that dumb bitch at the post office in sale city would put it in my mom's box. how sad is it that you live in a town where everyone knows your business?

i gotta go before i get mean.