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Another night [01 Jun 2005|04:09pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

This is now the second night here on this island. I'm beginning to wonder if anyone is coming for us. It doesn't look too good. Today I met some more people. I met Micheal and his son Walt. I also met Eden. She seems funny.

Some people built shelters. It rains a lot here, so tomorow I should find a place too. I wonder where Eden went to sleep. Oh yeah, I met a really snobby girl. I think her name was Shannon and a guy named John Lock. He's a little strange. I noticed he's not in a shelter. Didn't he help build one? Weird.

So, Shannon and I went and looked for the doctor. His name is Jack. There was some woman with him, when we found him but I don't know what her name is. Oh yeah, a black woman too. I didnt get her name either. I think it would be a good idea to have a list of everyone's names. So we all know who everyone is.

I still cant believe the plane crashed. No more bad luck has happened yet. But what is worse than a plane crashing!? Thank goodness that weird sound hasnt been heard again.

I think the doctor and a group went to look for more survivors. I didn't see anyone come back with them. But Lock's group also went and came back with two men. That's something good, right?

I guess I better try to sleep. I didn't sleep too well last night. I doubt I'll sleep any better tonight.


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All Alone [17 Mar 2005|01:32pm]
[ mood | guilty ]

I knew those numbers were cursed! Look what I've done! The plane crashed and we are all stranded on an islend in the middle of nowhere. I don't believe it. Well, maybe I do.

If anyone ever finds out what I've done, I'm a dead man! Dude! My mother didn't want me to go on that trip. She must be really messed up now. At least she has her new house.

I feel just awful. All these people. So many dead. I think there's 40 that are still alive. Whoa. This is really freaky. I feel all alone now. There's this one chick named Claire. She seems really sweet. She's pregnant. I wonder when her baby is due. She's really huge. Maybe she's having twins. Aw, man! She shouldn't be having her baby here on this islend. It's all my fault!


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[29 Jan 2005|05:23pm]
[ mood | ecstatic ]

Dude! This was the weirdist trip ever. I found Sam's wife. Yeh, Sam died four years ago. Bummer. She said that he one won a contest 16 years ago and had used the same numbers I used to win the lottery. He and Lenny heard the numbers on some transmision. Weird. I wonder what they mean. At least I know where they came from. After Sam won that contest all sorts of weird things started to happen. Yeh, his wife said the numbers aren't really cursed, but I still think they are.

Dude! I just relized what the flight number is. 815. Oh man!

Whoa, the plane's all bumpy and it's making me feel like I gotta puke. This can not be good...

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