First Floating Entry

Well, it’s been a little over two and a half days since I boarded the ship and I really don’t want to let the events build up before recording them because when I do that, I tend to simply lose interest in writing about that.

I’m in my room at the moment, cabin # 3080. This is the first time I’ve been sleepy before 10pm (sorry…22:00). It’s fine, though. We dock in San Juan tomorrow, and catching the sunrise over it is a goal of mine. Also, I’ve had nothing to do all day, so boredom has begun to set in. Falling asleep a few hours early will be to my benefit.

Today was the first day of classes. The schedule for classes as such: there are A days and B days and each day has a different schedule. They alternate, and whichever type of day we ended before when docking will dictate the agenda we shall be following the day after we leave. For example, we arrive in Cape Town on 2 March. The day before that, 1 March, is a day when we will all be following the A schedule. On 9 March, the morning after we leave Cape Town, we will all be attending classes according to the B schedule. Then the next day will be an A, and the next a B, A, B, A, and so on. On mornings of both days A and B, all students attend Global Studies at 09:20. It ends at 10:35 and the only other class I have on A days is Mysticism & Religious Experience at 08:00. My A days are quite open.

I’m eager to see what my B courses will be like. I’ve met my other professors and one of them stands out as being someone whose class I am confident I shall enjoy. She’s my “Masculinity” & “Femininity” Close to Home and Around the World professor. I’m excited for this course. Gender Studies courses have always been both stimulating and somewhat effortless for me. Egalitarianism and social problems are passions of mine.

I have to consider whether or not I’ll be switching from my Mysticism, as great a course as it seems already, into Mary Keller’s Spirit Possession and Ethnology course. They’re both at the same time! Ah! The topic of spirit possession is something quite intriguing to me, both on a personal and [someday] professional level. I think of the number of ways in which demonism has been associated with events I study for my Forensic Psychology major. Vision-oriented killers are of much interest. The professors have told me that their courses have a lot of overlap.

So I have a roommate. That’s a new experience for me. Thankfully, she’s not the party-crazy, highlight-haired, Abercrombie frat girl I was dreading I’d be stuck with. She’s in fact quite the opposite. She’s very neat, very quiet (very, very of both) and doesn’t seem to have too much interest in the rest of the student body. Her name is Elizabeth, but she goes by Ellie. We’ve talked some, but she’s not a very big talker and I’d be calling the kettle black.

…Actually, it looks as if she’s going to bed, and the ocean is rocking me to sleep anyway, so I shall end this now and speak of sea legs and smokers later.