Bon Voyage

Well, in the next 2 hours I should be departing for Galveston, where I shall then depart on my cruise. I'm not as excited as I should be. I'm going to miss a lot of work, and, as strange as it sounds, I like work. Alas, I have to go lay around all day in the sun, gorging myself on food that I don't have to pay for. What a drag. I'm really about as uninformed as I could possibly get about the cruise. I went on one with my Girl Scout troop back in ninth grade, but even then I was too preoccupied with how much I disliked my troop to enjoy the cruise, and I always said that if I ever went on another cruise it would be with people that I like, so I guess that self-promise went down the drain. Eh, just kidding. I'll be with Ashley, Rachel, and Sara, so I should have a really good time. Ross gave me permission to makeout with random boys on the cruise, so at least that'll keep me busy. I hope to come back with some form of a tan that doesn't involve the shinguard line I've had for the past 13 years of my life. Seriously, it never fully goes away, just like the mass of muscle in my legs; it just won't leave me alone. I thought that quitting soccer and not constantly sprinting would help, but so far it's done nothing. Anyway, I'll be gone until Thursday, and I expect an e-mail from everyone of you telling me how much you miss me. I should probably pack now... Yeah... totally haven't packed yet... nor do I know what I'm going to pack... and I need to shower... I'm definitely going to go now.