Oh, sweet Lord! I was about to jump off the side of the ship and swim to Port Canaveral. Three weeks without setting foot on American soil is not okay with me. I need to talk to my family and friends, I need to make Walmart runs, and I NEED TO GET OFF THIS FLIPPIN BOAT. I felt trapped and frustrated. When you put those feelings on top of the constant exhaustion and ever present homesickness, you get a very upset Allyson. I almost cried with relief when I stepped off the gangway today.
Of course, this was not the first time I almost cried today. That blessed event occurred during the US Coast Guard Drill when some of my fellow crewmen decided it was cool to sleep through the general alarm and put us thirty minutes behind schedule. The level of rage that built up inside me as I watched my window of opportunity for leaving the ship grow smaller and smaller was so great that I began to tear up. I wasn’t crying, I just had no other way for my anger to get out. There was no sadness in these tears. In fact, they were so fueled by rage that they probably could’ve burned a hole into the side of the ship.
In case you couldn’t tell, I was going a little stir crazy.
The only bright spots of my past three weeks trapped on board have been a couple of surprise packages from my loves at good ole’ Cinemark Fayette Mall. Christmas came early and was filled with cookies, candy, presents, and some amazing pictures all stuffed inside a Twizzler box. They even sent me some popcorn (which I kept, but will not eat.)! The next day we got the rest of our mail and I had a card signed by all my former co-workers. It made my day. I miss you guys a lot. I even miss dealing with all the craziness at 374. I don’t miss Twilight premiers, though. I don’t think I could ever miss Twilight premiers.
My roomie leaves on Sunday. She goes home for vacation and then she goes to the Fantasy. She’ll be bringing the Fantasy over of the inaugural transatlantic voyage from Germany. This means I get a new roomie on Sunday. I hope she is as cool as Shannon. I’m letting her have the bottom bunk, mainly because the top one has grown on me and I don’t feel like moving all my stuff, but still, it counts as a kindness. :)
Other than this, there are umpteen Holiday parties going on and YA is invited to all of them. I have one nice dress. It will be seen at all the parties. Lol... maybe I will find something nice in Target on Thursday when I escape for a couple hours. Otherwise people are just gonna have to deal with my one nice outfit.
I miss my family, a lot. This is why I’ve pretty much decided to only do one more contract. I don’t think I can deal with another Christmas away from home. I’m not entirely sure I’m going to be able to deal with this one. Alexis, one of the girls I work with, and I have decided to take shifts on Christmas day covering for each other while the other is hiding in a corner crying. Yup. Gonna happen. Merry Christmas to me.
But the most exciting thing ever is happening on Sunday, December 18!! I get to see some of my family!!! Yay!!!!! I warn them in advance, I will probably burst into tears when I see you because I’m so happy. (I’ve discovered you cry a lot more than normal when you’re working on a ship. It’s not just me. Everyone cries. It just sort of happens.)
Love to you all, and a very Merry Christmas from the Disney Dream!
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