Day 1:

Dear Diary,

Our journey to the newly purchased land is said to be coming to a close soon. The trip itself has been quite the experience. We have been traveling for a few days and nights now, mostly over water. There have been very few rest stops along the way for the quicker we arrive the better. Our little travel group is composed of a Guide, our official site manager with the name of Steve Mineaway, my sister Lalita, and myself. I'm pretty sure that everyone's just about ready for this little adventure to be over with, though it's hard to tell. Especially with our quiet Guide. He pretty much keeps to himself unless there is something interesting or dangerous that'd he'd like to point out. For example, just the other day we were sailing past the very edge of the Prick Desert, when he piped up and informed us that that particular desert was home to some of the largest and sharpest cacti in all of Minecraftia. Steve and I showed general interest in this little factoid while my sister simply huffed and rolled her eyes before sinking down on her bench within the boat.

She hated all the traveling that we were doing. I think it's just because she's lazy and never paid much attention in P.E. where we were taught how to ride pigs. This probably attributes to why she is so horrible at doing it now. Not only do I suspect she is highly embarrassed by the silly look of her tall self struggling to try and mount the wrong-sized piggou, but it really isn't helping her in her conquest to catch Steve's eye. Although she technically hasn't admitted to me that she harbors any feelings for my building partner, I can see it in the schoolgirl-esque sneaky glances that she steals when she thinks that no one is looking. Then again, she also hasn't wasted any time on commenting on how much of a "complete hunk" Steve is whenever we find a time for private conversation with each other. Even these have been very sparse ever since we began this trip, though.

Lalita really isn't one for hard work and would rather complain loudly about how tired/hungry/bored she is rather than suffering in silence. Her constant bickering and the fact that her not knowing how to properly ride a pig is slowing us down isn't exactly winning her any attractive points. To be truthful it's actually biting at the end of everyone's nerves…

Oh well, that's just Lalita. She'll prove to be much more pleasant when we arrive to our destination.

I'm just so excited about seeing the future site of the campus! With every passing night I find it more difficult to lie down and rest with the promise of such a bright future coming closer and closer by the minute.

Sleep literally hasn't been coming easily, especially during those nights when the Guide tells us all to go ahead and rest as he continues to lead the boats through the night. Right now, I can see in his eyes that he is actually wishing for me to lay down and find slumber. Everyone else has fallen asleep to the rhythm of the river. It is probably for the best that I at least try to do the same.

End of Day 1.