*points up* The book I'm reading, I couldn't fit the author's name cuz the title was so long. Its by Ray Bradbury. Just clearing that

Warning: This is a very very long journal XP Even I went cross-eyed typing it

Hey. I've finally got time to be on here for an extensive-ish period of time. After this journal I plan to go and reply to my stacks of comments, but I'm not sure if I have the energy right now to go through Deviations...much less journals. I figure when I do have time, I'll look through the latest journal of every watcher I have rather than read a billion old ones.

Anyway, as I mentioned before, Spring Break week, a week from Today, was spent on a cruise. I'm going to have this journal organized by day so I don't end up blabbing to long. I don't remember it in exact order very well, but I hope this is acurate enough

Saturday:
Rough traffic getting on the ship, Carnival: Freedom, but as soon as we got out of the car, we had VIP passes that let us speed through customs and such with minimal hassle. Once on the ship, I admit we weren't sure what to do. We went for some pizza, cuz alot of the stuff we got, including pizza, was free, and we quickly discovered that they had icecream machined with cone-dispensers, not unlike the dispensers of paper cups. That was cool. We got lost exploring the ship, seeing the different places we wanted to hang out at, and went up to our rooms to unpack. I'm pretty sure I just took a nap at that point and let Ce-ce go swimming. We somehow managed to get lost on the way to our diner, even though we found it in the first place, and met our waiters, Joel being the only one I can remember at the moment. The other was ok, but didn't interect with us as much, but Joel was fun to have around, and even cut my sister's meat XD We also met three other people who sat at our table, mother and father Renae and John, and their son, Nick. I'm pretty sure I got their names right this time. I didn't care for them to much, but it was nice to have someone to talk to.

Sunday:
I think this was when we reached Key West. Key West was cool. It looked all old-fashioned. We didn't spend much time there though. We visited the Autobon House/Museum and saw many different bird paintings and interesting parts of the house and how it looked at the time John Audubon lived there. He was some kind of environmentalist who studied birds...I was more into looking at the art than reading his history...still, it was cool, and I took many pictures of his garden, though, not really of his paintings for some reason...Still, it was beautiful to see. There was also an Art museum I wanted to see, but it was closed. Still, there were many realistic sculptures outside it that I looked at and got pictures of.

I'm pretty sure Sunday was when I tried out the ship's pools....they were salt water, which was cool, and they had a water slide....but the pools were tiny, and only two available ...I didn't bother with pools much after that. While Grandma had a martini or two, I went and got an airbrush tattoo. They had a lame selection of dragons so I got a snake.

Monday:
Saturday was a day at sea. I spent much of my time hanging around grandma. Ce-ce stayed at the pool or with her friends. My snake had already worn some by that time. I took part in a short 60's dance class, which I aparently wasn't that great at, and looked at overpriced jewelry. Grandma and I then went to catch the end of of an Ice-sculpture. The first person to guess what was being sculted got to take the sculpture home...*wonders how that worked out*. I think she also got a gold-ish medal for that. What we really wanted to see though was the Hairy Chest Contest. XD That was funny, and I got plenty of pictures of that. The men had to dance down a set of stairs and the three female judges had to feel their chest and back hair and decide who looked the best. It was hysterical.

Ce-ce came back to our room, a surprisingly small suite, claiming she lost her card. She got a new one and the lost one was cancled, but grandma was ma at her for not checking in all day. Tired, Ce-ce went to bed while we went to diner. Joel missed her and made a fus about where she was. It was funny. Grandma and I were by ourselves that night, eating lobster. It was alittle lonely, minus Joel, because our tablemates weren't there either. It was formal night so I put on my mom's make-up, new clothes, including a skirt....yes, a skirt, and some cheap jewelry. I also removed my tattoo.

Back in the room, I watched the latest episode of "Fringe" on the TV while Ce-ce ate from room service

Tuesday:
We land in Grand Cayman. The Cayman Islands was fun. We were bused to our catamaran, which, from there, took us out to a sandbar with tons of stingrays. Our capton explained safety precautions and we went into the water to swim with them. The stingrays were there for attention and, of course, food. Ce-ce was screaming the whole time, and I got irritated when she started clinging to me and I stepped on one accidentally because of it. Thankfully I only stepped on her wing, and not to hard, so she didn't sting me or anything. I didn't really feed them or kiss them (supposedly kissing one of them gave you 7 years good luck), but I enjoyed petting them. A couple came up to kiss me, though I wasn't sure and thought they wanted food so I would push them away if they came at me, but this one very persistant girl practically tackled me. XD it was pretty funny. When Ce-ce finally calmed down enough to feed them, we were packing up and leaving. I have no pictures of Stingray City Sandbar because they're all trapped on a water camera.

After, we went to George Town and ate lunch at an Italian restaurant while watching the waves smash up against the rocks. Grandma bought some rum cake and rum for grandpa, and had to sign something for it to be taken to her room since it wasn't supposed to be brought onship. While I was standing uselessly in the liquor store, I found some souvenier magnets with stingrays on them.

Back on the ship, I'm not totally sure what happened...I know I took a nap...I don't think we did much. Though, whomever cleaned our room that day left a towel sculpture of a stingray, which was awesome, and the only one I got a picture of. the other two made on other days were and elephant and some kind of dog or something. On the way to diner, I spotted a country dance hour, which Ce-ce and I gleefully joined in. Damn I need more exercise.

Wednesday:
We land in Jamaica. It was a beautiful island, covered in rainforest. Our first excursion was up a waterfall....gandma took the stairs. Our guide had our group hold hands as we slowely made out way up through rushing water. At some point, I caught a Jamaican lizard and freaked our tour guide out with it When we met up with grandma, I told her about the lizard and she just started complaining "I spent money to send you up a mountain through a waterfall and all you can talk about is a stupid lizard?" .... it was cute! Getting out of there was a bitch though. The locals there do anything for money, and many of them have stands in which they set up art and typical suvenier sell-ables and anything that said "Bob Marley" on it. Some of the stuff was really pretty, but they were so annoying when they kept asking us to look at their stalls and buy this and that. I did buy one lizard wood carving, and Ce-ce got a turtle. Once out of the sea of local salesmen/women, we went to Dolphin Cove. We got our picture yaken with a dolphin and got free food...which wasn't that great. Some ladies offered us a foot massage, and while Ce-ce wasn't interested, it sounded pretty good to grandma and I. We had to go through another souvenier shop, but this one was commercially owned or watever so they weren't bombarding us with pleas to buy anything.

Back on the ship, grandma and I went to hang out in the massage chairs and while she had a martini, I went to an art seminar. It was kind of boring, but informational, and I got a free art print from it. The instructer later came by the bar where I was sitting with grandma and some guy we were talking to and gave me two extras. I gave one to Mrs.Marc, and I'm keeping one, but I'm giving the third to Aaron's mom.

Thursday:
Another day out at sea where we rounded around Cuba and shot straight to Florida. Once again I stayed near grandma the whole time. Being a shy, anti-social, and kind of nervous around other people, thats was pretty typical for me...though grandma tried several times to get me to hang out at the teens club. I got a country dance lesson on how to line-dance, which was fun. It was another formal night. Oddly enough, as happy as I always felt wearing my mom's clothes, I put on a white sweater of hers with ne of my skirts. I put on makeup and her ear-rings and suddenly just felt overcome by sadness. It was so wierd. I curled up next to grandma when she was reading, and that made me feel better

On our way back from dinner, grandma dragged me into getting my picture taken by one of the photographers who constantly asked for subjects whenever you walked by. It was cool. He poised me and took a couple nice pictures. I'll be sure to post one soon. We were to tired to do anything but sleep after that.

Friday:
Final day, also at sea. Grandma, either this day or Thursday, I'm not sure, took me to some little tea party thing, which was nice. A cup of tea, cucomber sandwich, a vanilla cream cookie, a chocolate cream cookie, a cup of fudge and a slice of cheescake.... I saw some flying fish to! that was what sparked my imagination and inspiration again: seeing flying fish. It was awesome

At the diner there was a goodbye party from our waiters, who sang, among other perfomrances they did the previous nights. After we went to see a show from Puck the Hypnotist. That was hysterical. It started out slow as he was sending his voluntiers into a hypnotic state, but later he was cruel to them. He made them feel hot, cold, think they were celebrities, that they had rubber noses, or that their neighbors farted or pinched them and such.It was the only show we saw while on the ship, kind of because it was the only one we had the energy for that whole week. When we got back we had to rush-pack our things so they could be taken away.

Satuday: We at breakfast and disembarked the ship. nothing interesting....but they closed down the ice-cream machines...

Sunday: Easter Dinner at my uncle Dan's. Boring till I got a hold of TV. I also played with their pet bird, which fell in love with me I wond the easter egg hunt my Aunt Andrea set up and gave some of the money I earned from it to my sister.


Spring Break, in a nut shell....a very large nut shell. Congrats to whomever read, or even skimmed, this whole thing...