Day 50 – At Sea

So laundry didn’t come. That meant it was my third day on this pair of boxers. And I participated in athletic competition (crab soccer, INTENSE!!) the previous day. Eww. I vowed that, after today, I would freeball it (also known as “go commando”) until laundry arrived.

Because it was yet another busy B day with classes and I wasn’t feeling particularly ambitious, I didn’t get much done until classes ended at 4:45. When I wasn’t in class I just read. Nelson Mandela led an absolutely fascinating life.

After classes I got in about an hour of journaling before dinner. I definitely cursed myself for falling so far behind on recording my travels. But it’s tough; there is no time to write in port, and I’m surprisingly busy on the ship. The days go by so quickly.

After dinner I ran into Nicole, a member of my SeaTV team. I asked her about putting Latin Chick on SeaTV. Now I would much rather perform it live, but Tolan and I had recently learned that our act at the Talent Show, which was happening between India and Mauritius, had to be G rated. And Latin Chick is not G rated. We considered saving it for a coffee house, where we have more freedom, but we figured we would have more stuff written by then. Nicole loved the idea, and I told her I’d bring a recording to the production meeting the following day.

I had hoped to record it with Tolan that night, but he was busy studying or something. So we decided to record it the following morning, and I just hung out with friends until bedtime.