By the way, I ship ReyXFinn, which I am calling Renn (pronounced RAYN, not REN). If you make a comment about how Reylo is better, Khufu will slap you with Jell-O, unless your name ends with an O, in which case Chewbacca will slap you with a Jell-O bowcaster that Khufu made him. Just saying.

Saturday, 24 December, 2016 years since birth of Jesus

23:47

Sadie Kane, the talkative girl, said it was a good idea for me to start a journal, like hers. The Millennium Falcon probably won't be going anywhere anytime soon, so Sadie's taught me the basics of this galaxy. The time, luckily, is measured in the same way, though I don't understand why they measure their years since the birth of some prophet. Prophets are born all the time in our galaxy, and we don't start the years over each time.

Sadie said her brother, boyfriend, and students are out battling some menacing bird many kilometers south. She said that Finn, Chewbacca and I could have rooms in her headquarters (which apparently has dozens of vacant rooms). Finn and I accepted, though Chewie decided to sleep in Khufu's room. Sadie giggled her head off when I translated that. Maybe because the bed in that room seems to be just the right size for Chewie, even though it's Khufu's room. I still don't understand what that creature is! He looks like a combination of human, Ewok, and Kowakian monkey-lizard. Apparently he's a "baboon," which seems such a simple name for something so complicated and ugly.

I'm honestly not sure how we got here. General Organa had sent us on a simple shopping trip back on Jakku for a new X-wing hyperdrive. It was horrible – if you want a hyperdrive, it'd be best if you went to some civilised system or used the BuyNet. It's still in development, but there are already quite a few things available. We had to first track down a merchant who had an unused X-wing-compatible hyperdrive for a decent price, then go to five other outposts to find someone who actually had one and wasn't putting up false advertising. We finally managed to get one and were preparing for the jump to lightspeed back to the Ileenium system when something went wrong with the compressor. I thought I'd fixed it, but apparently, I'd fixed it too well. When we came out of lightspeed, we found we were millions of light-years away from our galaxy. We were in a system with only eight planets, most having very few moons, orbiting a small star. I decided to land on the one that had the highest life-form readings. The only other planet that had life-forms was the rust-colored one next to the blue-and-green one, though that was just a few thousand primitive Sarlaccs – they can take thousands of years to mature, and these were apparently quite young. I wouldn't like to be on this planet in the next few millennia.

Apparently, there's a different name for the Force here, and it's used differently. The Light Side is called Ma'at, or Order, and the Dark Side is called Chaos. They use a special kind of magic, involving odd symbols and gods and such, to keep the balance between them. Sadie didn't give me a fancy name for Chaos. Perhaps you're cursed if you say it. I wouldn't be surprised. One of the most basic curses Sadie taught me about was the exploding donkey curse. She said a donkey was a grey pack animal with long ears and four legs, and everything is worse when it explodes.

Speaking of the Force, I felt something wrong on the Falcon, like a Dark Side user was present. Only problem was, there didn't seem to be one. Chewie checked every part of the ship, even the odd little hiding places, and found no one. The cameras didn't betray any motion, either. I was probably just irritated from talking to my old boss, Unkar Plutt, and that was throwing off my sense of the Force, but I could have sworn... never mind.

I wonder how Finn's doing, or if he took Sadie's advice to start a journal. We're in adjacent rooms, but the walls appear to be soundproofed, and the doors automatically lock. Sadie said the only ones that don't are hers and her brother's – here she set off giggling again – because the students like to escape at night to make out and grab snacks and such. Then she stopped laughing and told me how horrible it was that her brother wouldn't let her unlock her boyfriend's door, so in retaliation, she won't let him unlock his girlfriend's door, even though she's quite a powerful magician and could probably blast through it if she liked. Maybe not, though. See...

I'd love to be able to write down the rest of what Sadie said, but that's where I stopped listening. Probably something about how she would stop her brother's girlfriend if she tried to get out. If there's one thing that girl likes more than talking, it's talking about how incredible she is – not to mention how incredible her boyfriend is. I'm sure Finn is much more incredible than her boyfriend. Not that he's my boyfriend, or that I want him to be, or anything of the sort. I was just saying that Finn, with his knowledge as a former Stormtrooper and such, is far superior to the people in this galaxy when it comes to tech. And probably a lot more.

Let's move on, shall we?

A hole just opened in my door. All I can see through it is the hall. I'm going to go have a look. Be right back.

As soon as I peeked out, Sadie jumped into my line of sight and yelled, "BOO!" I'm not sure what the word is supposed to mean, but she scared me so badly I fell onto my bum. I was quite glad of the soundproofing then, because I shrieked like a young girl upon finding some disgusting bug in her bed.

"It's past midnight, Rey," she said, obviously gloating over her success in startling me. "You should really be getting some sleep. Even your boyfriend's asleep, and something tells me he's a night owl."

I wasn't sure what the term "night owl" meant, but I understood the rest. "He's not my boyfriend," I said, my cheeks burning.

"For now." I didn't like the mischievous glint in her eye. "Really, though, go to bed." I think she was going to say more, but then someone yelled her name from downstairs.

"Coming, Carter! You won't believe what landed on the terrace today!" she shouted back. "That's my brother. I believe the crew's come back from Antarctica. I'd better go explain things. Talk to you in the morning," she told me.

As the hole in my door was closing, I heard her shout one last thing: "And Carter? There's a marvelous gift for you in your bedroom!" Then, of course, she set off giggling again. I figured Carter was in for a nasty surprise - something to do with this Christmas.

I suppose I'd better sleep now. Holy rancors, that's a fancy headrest. It looks quite comfortable compared to the headrests in the Millennium Falcon. I wonder why it's glowing. I'll ask Sadie in the morning. Goodnight.

Did you get why Sadie was giggling? ^-^