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| Wednesday, July 1st, 2009 | | 3:50 pm |
Happy Canada Day to my fellow Canadians (if there are any onboard)! | | Tuesday, June 16th, 2009 | | 4:31 pm |
I’m back from the retreat, been back for a few days now. I liked the horseback riding. But not the smell. My horse was very tame and the instructors were helpful.
To be honest, I don’t know how much of a team building experience it was though. I only knew Carey one person on my 'team' before the trip and I felt like I got to know my horse better than the people. | | Sunday, May 17th, 2009 | | 4:03 pm |
It’s only mid-afternoon and I’m already having great day. I just adore New York! I visited some friends that live in the city, did some of the touristy stuff, and went shopping. Right now, I’m at a cool internet/coffee shop place where they serve the best desserts.
It’s almost perfect...Almost. Someone called me an a rab bitch today. That's just how he said it. A rab. Not Arabic, not Arab but a rab...like it was two different words, with the accent on the a.
It happened earlier today while I was leaving the ship. It was totally random; I didn’t do anything to provoke him. I was chatting with a lovely woman that I met. She was from New York and giving me tips on all the best places to visit. She told me her name, so I told her my name. That’s when this jerk walking behind us started yelling at me. I guess since my last name is Rashid that somehow made me a terrorist in his mind. He kept going on and on about how 'a rabs' shouldn’t be allowed into New York. It was awful.
The stupid thing is that I let it bother me. And I shouldn’t have. I just thought if I vented in the journals than maybe I’d be able to get it off my mind.
Anyway, there’s a nice lady here to refill my coffee. Oh, and guess what she just told me? Refills are free. I think my day is getting even better. I shouldn’t let anyone’s words bother me. Stick and stones, right? | | Monday, April 6th, 2009 | | 8:06 am |
We’re in The Seychelles again today. Last night, I visited a couple of local clubs - Lovenut and Tequila Boom. The great thing about dancing at a club is that I can choose who I dance with. Even if they do a dance-and-dash/kiss-and-run. I get that Carey just wasn’t that into me. And that was the nicest brush off I’ve ever received. And that was nearly a month ago. There’s no reason for me to feel bitter or whatever this is. I can go back to Club Chaotic without feeling embarrassed, Can’t I? I need to get over myself and let it go
The not-so-great thing about being a dance instructor is that I can’t choose who wants a lesson. Don’t get me wrong, most of the time I like my job. And most of the time, the people I give lessons to are great. But every now and then, I have to give a dance lesson to an asshole. The current asshole is a passenger who lacks any kind of personal hygiene. That’s just plain rude when going to a dance lesson! At least since he’s a passenger, he’ll be gone at the end of this cruise. I wish that wasn’t over a month away.
Anyway, today I’m just going to relax on the beaches, maybe spot some of the local wildlife if I can. | | Monday, January 5th, 2009 | | 5:55 am |
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