Hey y'all. So I've been talking about my "Semester at Sea blog" for months now and here I sit in the Bahamas, 3 am two days before we set sail with nothing to show. I've been tossing and turning for literally the past five hours (fuck you Seattle time) but have finally decided to do something productive with these precious hours because there's no way I'll do anything tomorrow... thus, this blog is born.
I'm not really sure how I'm supposed to ease into this. The Bahamas have been fun so far. A lot of daquiries, sunshine and ugly people - the usual. Tonight my mom and I walked over to the Atlantis to gamble, drink and judge people. It entertained us for about an hour and a half and I won $50 in the slots which was a plus. They have a BOMB aquarium where I saw hella stingrays. THAT was magical.
I'm hoping this blog becomes a bit more intimate than these past few paragraphs but it's hard to force emotion and really all I want to do right now is cool down and sleep, but this room is smoldering (which is strange because it's only about 70 degrees outside) and I'm anxious. My parents have been pushing me to meet people and go out since we've been here (there are SAS kids everywhere) but I haven't wanted to. I'm not sure if it's because I'm snobby or lazy, but I'm going with the excuse that I don't want expectations. That has been my biggest statement throughout all of this; I don't want expectations about anyone or anything. I don't want to walk on to that ship with an obligation to be someone's friend or sit next to someone in class etc. This is my fresh start, my chance to grow and to change and to fully experience myself and I don't want anyone holding me back. I'm excited to make friends and learn about new people but I'd like to do that on ship time. These are my last few days without living within meters of 1000 other people and I'd like to enjoy them.
Alright, the hardest part, the first entry is done. Maybe now this will feel a little more natural.
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