I've lived here for only 10 minutes and I've already decided that I NEVER want to marry any of the guys who are single who I should say I've learned have made a club called "The Bachelors". I vaguely remember some of them being on the shows, "The Real Housewives of Waffle Island" and "The Bachelor." After madly running through town, trying to find at least one SANE guy on this island, I retreated to my craptastic house. One day while I'm sleeping, that roof is going to cave in and kill me. Grabbing a piece of paper and pen from the amazing HAMMER SPACE I quickly wrote down the list of guys.
Toby: By the way he talks about fish, I'm starting to believe he is one.
Chase: Cook addict
Gill: That guy who criticizes everything you do..even your breathing
Julius: Gay
Wizard: Emo
Owen: That buff guy that's not important to this plot AT ALL
Jin: The over working doctor
Luke: Harvest Moon's version of Ash Ketchum
I knew, already, that I was going to try many attempts at suicide before my third day here. Sighing I flopped (more like crashed) onto the bed. But before I would go to sleep, I wrote in my diary that was conveniently there for me to write in.
Today sucked.
At least they're not stalking me, I said. And before I climbed into bed, I believe I saw a figure duck behind my window.
