The Diary of Galadriel:
Day One:
We just got here… it's very bright… not used to it… I can't stay on here much longer… must… find way to… get out! Help me!
Day Two:
I have found a way to distract myself from this terrible environment. Pacing back and forth on this sand. It feels nice against my feet. Almost comforting. I started pacing yesterday. A small hole has begun to show where I pace. I am pacing as we speak. I am hoping to pace a hole deep enough to distract myself away from this island and bury myself away from everybody. I am keeping to myself… must not think about horrid place… as long as I don't, I won't go crazy. It's really dark and scary at night. I didn't bring Mr. Doodles, my stuffed teddy my ex boyfriend gave me 3,000 years ago! Why did I forget Mr. Doodles?! Oh Doodles…
Day Eight:
Still pacing… hole is deeper now… Fought with Arwen yesterday. She is so foolish giving up her immortality like that. For such a poor ranger. I bet he doesn't even want to be king. Guardian Haldir found some food. A coconut I believe Elrond called it. He threw me one yesterday. Celeborn had to open it for me. He tried for hours. I was so hungry I could have fainted in my hole. I wish I could have so Celeborn could have buried me. But that's beyond the point. The coconut tasted all right.
Day Fourteen:
Haldir scared Legolas last night. He was making funny noises into a coconut by his bed. Legolas got pretty freaked out. Haldir played it off well… boy will Legolas be mad when he finds out it was Haldir. Legolas has a bit of a temper… poor elf. Oh Well. Arwen tripped in my hole the other day. Clumsy elf. Frolicking is stupid anyway. I stopped doing that ages ago. I'm too mature for that. Obviously Arwen isn't mature enough to realize that. Elrond made a coconut god. It's funny looking. It has a hat made of leaves. I think Elrond said it was a crown. Foolish elf. I'm still pacing. Hole is much deeper now… must get out of here!
Day Twenty:
Haha, I made Arwen cry. I called Aragorn a wimpy school boy. Just look at him, he is! She has a whole collage of Aragorn by her bedside. It's making me sick. I paced for 10 hours after that. Actually, I'm still pacing. As I write… hm. Celeborn wants to put me in an asylum. Yeah right. I'm only pacing because I want out of here. This is crazy. Why did I agree to do this? I guess I just wanted to waste my time… Haldir attempted to fish. It was horrible, he almost tripped in my hole. Why did he have to stand right where I'm walking? He always does that! See if he gets a raise…
Day Twenty five:
Must… get out… cursed island… we're all going to die. Elrond wouldn't bury me alive… after hours of pleading! I'm thinking suicidal now… this can't be good… maybe that asylum isn't sounding so bad now… I have to go pace some more…
Day THIRTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YES! Finally! Free! FREEEE!!!!!! Legolas met some guy named Chuck. Strange guy. He looks like a deranged human. Because I think he is. Too bad we didn't find him earlier. We could have eaten him. Arwen keeps screaming for Aragorn. I'm about to slap that girl. Well, it doesn't matter now! We're getting off today! Off to the asylum! WEEEE!!!!!