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Friday, July 25, 2003Part TwoI just realized that i completely left out meeting Jason-a 17 year old guy from Atlanta, on the first night. He seemed pretty cool, and we hung out for the beginning of the night until i started dancing with the latin girls. Good-now that i've got that out of the way, Day Two!:Second day (sunday) i got up around 2, realizing that i had promised the Latin Girls (Natalie and Dianne), that i would meet them at 10 for breakfast. i searched the boat, but to no avail. i did find jason, and we went "girl hunting". now, i know perfectly well that "girl hunting" is rediculous, and that if someone were to try to be succesful at it he should never go with another guy. but jason was, to say the least, arrogant; and he believed that we should go find the hottest girls on the ship and "hook up". this is a very amusing activity, especially when you know that it will never, EVER work. we did this for a couple hours, which consisted of him getting several polite rejections, and then him deciding that they "weren't worth his time". eventually we wandered over to the volleyball courts, where i found Dianne and Natalie. they kind of attacked me, but then they got over it and we all went and played mini golf. this one girl (i forget her name) hit the ball so hard that it ricoched off a fake rock and went overboard. needless to say, the rest of us were only slightly better at the game, so it was an amusing experience. afterwards we headed back to fuel, and i finally convinced the staff to turn off the stupid rap and play swing music. none of the guys seemed interested at all in learning, but i taught about 10 different girls the basic step, and i just randomly started dancing with one of the girls. apparently she had never swing danced before, but she was really really good! she just automatically knew several different turns, and she stayed with the beat, and yeah-she was good. afterwards we talked for a bit, and i found out her name was Samantha. then it was time for dinner again, which was, of course, fantastic. that night was a "formal night", which means that everyone dresses up for the dinner, and most everyone takes photos and such. afterwards i went back to fuel, and found samantha there-she was getting hit on by some guy with a really big head and really small eyes...i just now realize how sad that is...poor guy. anyway, i basically stole her away from him (i could tell she was looking for a reason to escape), and we went outside and talked. she turned out to be really cool: she is from pennsylvania (definately not the cool part), and she is a volunteer firefighter. she does stuff like go out to car wrecks and knock out the windows and use these huge saws to cut the tops off of cars. the only thing she isn't allowed to do (she's too young-16) is actually go into a burning building. but she's the one doing all the stuff outside of a fire. right, so she was very cool. we went back to the dance, which had gotten underway, and we hooked back up with the Latin Girls and Jason and danced with them. i stayed up with them until about two, then headed back to the room for sleep. and so completes day two. forgive the typos that i'm sure are in there. i'm too lazy to run a spell check. more later, if you're interested.
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