2/8/09
19:28
Sunday. Day three on the ship. Voyagers are going mad.
Not really, but the days do seem to drag on. After visiting two countries that are so vastly different in the span of a week and a half, ship-life can be kind of dull. Dull isn’t the right word. I just have to find better ways to spend my time. The weather is getting nice, so there’s one time-killer: becoming Hannah “Coco”Peterson again. I’m not living up to my namesake currently.
The project in my painting class today was to bring black and white photos in order to paint a tonal painting (varying shades of black). I printed off a picture of Liv from my computer. The one where she is sitting in the backyard, naked, with a little smirk on her face and her doll lying next to her. Such an adorable picture. The painting turned out pretty good as well. I don’t consider myself the best painter, but I think this could be a framer. The beautiful black man that sat next to me in class today, Braxton, complimented my skills. We’re dating….no big deal.
I’m really glad I’m in that painting class, now. The class also requires an art journal, which will be a great thing to look back on years after this trip. Soooo artsy right now. I’m all about art. Art is my thing.
Today was Fry Day at lunch. Everyone loves Fry Day. It’s super exciting. Unfortunately, Jill signed me up to work out at 1 and so I cramped during my run. Damn it. At least I got a workout in, though. That’s what really counts.
In the afternoon, after class, I went to lay out. It was gorgeous out. Really hot and sunny. We were stopped at a port in Dakar to refuel. I reached into my backpack for my Kiehl’s lip balm to protect my sultry lips against the dangerous rays, but instead I pulled out a tube of Ivory Black acrylic paint. I smeared it all over and then realized what I had done and started convulsing and projectile vomiting.
I’m lying. See? Too much free time.
Tomorrow is laundry day. Thank god. I have so much laundry….well actually only one bag and most people have two to three. Such a minimalist these days.
Tomorrow is also Neptune Day, the day we cross the equator. Although someone told me we cross the equator on Tuesday, not tomorrow. I don’t know if this is true or not, so I will wait for the Rumor Ranger (the ship’s way of squelching rumors) to get back to me. Anyway, on Neptune Day there are these Navy rituals in which fish guts are thrown at the passengers and many shave their heads. So there is no class tomorrow and I will smell of fish and be bald.
Well…I may smell of fish, but I won’t be shaving my head. Can you imagine my pinhead…bald? Gross. Also I hit my head on this railing today at dinner (too animated in story-telling) and have a huge bump sooo I totally can’t shave my head now. Bummer, right?
Oh, also, every student is given the opportunity to sign up for a “ship family”where a faculty member is your makeshift parent and other students are you siblings. I signed up because a SAS alumni advised me to and it sounded like an interesting way to get to know people. In the past few days everyone has been getting their family assignments. Everyone except me. But today, I got my fam. John the photographer is my father. I think it will be a single parent household. I have a broken home even with my pretend family. Too soon? I think it’s funny.
I get to Namibia on February 14. Happy Valentine’s Day to me! I’m going on a safari that isn’t SAS sponsored, so I was instructed to take Malaria pills. I did not bring any Malaria pills. No fear, I went to the health clinic and they hooked me up. I am taking Lariam. I am supposed to take it weekly with food. Possible side effects include nausea, vivid dreams, insomnia, dizziness, and loose stools. I am especially excited for the vivid dreams and loose stools. Don’t worry I’ll write in detail about both.
Well this is me signing off.
H
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