You know of SOS. But have you heard of SWS?
I’m just about getting over SWS (Ship Withdrawal Symptoms). I don’t even think the team is over it yet. This morning they were all still talking about stuff that happened on the ship and after 30 minutes, i piped up, “OK ENOUGH! I’m gonna separate you all if you don’t stop talking, i can’t do my work!”
After that, silence.
And i felt like the mean schoolteacher. -_-
OK fine, the ship was really awesome. Some ppl asked whether it was as awesome as the pix depicted.
And i was like, “Yezzzzz”
The vibe on the boat was so awesome cos everyone basically had to be a community for 5 days. Everything was within walking (or stumbling) distance – restaurants, pool, clubs, bars, rooms, sports amenities, casino. Because getting on the ship costs a certain amount of money, i felt that it got a crowd that was slightly better behaved. I only met two people that made me feel negative, out of hundreds of amazing beings i made friends and hung out with. Everyone was smiley, saying hi in the corridors, it was easy to go up to anyone and strike a conversation (cos we’re all in the same boat har har). When i got off the ship and continued smiling at strangers on land, i realised i was back to ‘reality’ when noone returned my smiles. #sad
Everyone on the ship was just in such a good mood cos it was a holiday!
Signs of SWS:
1. You eat a lot.
I’ve been eating like a horse during and after the ship. On the day we disembarked; i had breakfast at 6am, a huge lunch in Singapore at 1pm, char siew pau at 4pm, and two dinners in one sitting at 7pm. For the first time in my fanship at Fat Spoon, i ordered two main dishes and walloped both by myself after coming straight from the airport cos i couldn’t take it. I felt like passing out from hunger.
2. You surf #itstheship on IG constantly.
The first night i got back, i couldn’t help checking out IG to see all the pictures and get links of people i’d met on board. After a few hours, i decided i HAD TO STOP.
3. You’re messaging people you met on the ship, when you’re home.
I’ve been messaging and voice-noting all these people i met during those 5 days. It’s like we can’t get enough of each other. It even applies to old friends. Aaron asked to meet up tomorrow, and i was like, “Seriously?? We just saw each other for FIVE days on the ship! Not enough issit?” Deep asked me to come out to 42 today; i was at a pre-wedding dinner so noooo.
4. You have to get used to reality around you.
Like the smiling i mentioned earlier on in this post, i had to get used to the fact that not everyone smiles. It felt so weird to be back on land, not have food of all types at your disposal at any given hour, people around to play with, laughing and running around all day, talking to people and having fun, dancing, drinking. Aaron said he was in starbucks getting a coffee on the way to work and imagined the guy next to him was shirtless and holding a beer. Said guy was actually wearing a shirt and tie.
5. Bodily dysfunctions.
I lost my voice on the 3rd day at the ship. By the 5th day i was barely comprehensible if i didn’t try hard enough. I wasn’t the only one. EVERYONE in our group of 12 lost their voices, except Danny and Deep. Something about their genes. And then there are the bruises and urm allergies. My allergies came back with a vengeance cos i drank too much (aughhhh).
6. You’re still not unpacked.
Packing to check out of the ship constituted chucking all my belongings hilly billy into my white rimowa. I usually separate my accessories, chargers and bikinis by packing them in separate pouches; but that didn’t happen this time. Because it’s such a royal mess, i just about got over getting the tangle of stuff out of my bag, and haven’t finished placing all items back in its proper place yet.