Wednesday Night; 10:47

Whew! What a day I tell you. I'm absolutely drained. But I promised you sistas back home that I'd write down my thoughts at the end of each day so we can have a fresh gossip session once I get back home. And you know Lil Shawna is a girl to her word. Dang, I miss y'all so much. But life ain't easy, and I have to remind myself why I'm here. For my Granny. This is for her.

Alright now if you're reading this, be patient with me. You think it's easy to write in a diary until you try it for yourself. Feels super weird… and isolating. Just me and my thoughts… which is lowkey such a scary thing LMAO. Anyway… today was wild.

We show up one by one to the island by boat. I'm probably the 13th or 14th to get there and I only see one other black dude. And I'm thinking damn, the diversity of reality shows are in the pits. So he's the first person I greet, DJ's his name and he's a cool dude. He stopped me from getting into this fight with some scrawny kid. Tell me why this boy thought it was okay to call me big and loud? I swear, the nerve of some people. But yeah, DJ and this other cool girl named Bridgette ran over and stopped me from beating this kid's butt. Probably for the best in all honesty. It's a reality show, imagine the mess they could've twisted it into. Not to mention that this random skinny dude tried to give me some shy cutie patootie smirk. Like no, that's weirdo behavior and I don't do that stuff.

I then go to stand with everyone else and one by one Chris McLean introduces everyone. After that he has us move to the end of the dock and pose for a photo. And after not one, not two, but after three tries he actually gets the photo. By that time, the weight of all of us on one end of the dock made it cave into itself. He made us dry off and then we moved to the campfire. After going over a few rules, he split us into teams. I was put onto the Screaming Gophers and y'all… I can't with this team.

There's the girls on this team; Gwen, Lindsay, Heather, Beth, Izzy, and I. Gwen is some moody goth chick. Lindsay is really dumb but has the second biggest chest here. (First biggest being mine, you know you know it). Heather is the b word… Oh I'll get into her later. Beth is such a sweetheart, though she can be a little on the nerdy side. Oh and she's a chicken haha. Izzy is something else for sure. She joined us part way through the challenge and the girl is a little coocoo. The guys on the team are Trent, Cody, Owen, Justin, and Noah. Trent is a cool guy for sure. He's pretty chill. Cody, he checked me out 16 seconds after getting off the boat. Owen's just one big goofball. Justin's only trait is being smoking hot. But hey, no problems there. And then there's Noah. He's okay I guess. Not much to say about him.

As far as the other team goes, I don't know much about them. They are the Killer Bass and the only people I know on that team are DJ, Bridgette, and Harold. Harold is the guy who called me big and loud.

We start taking our stuff to our cabins and all of a sudden we hear this blood curdling scream. Like when I tell you it was loud, it's an understatement. Turns out it was Lindsay who saw a motherfreaking COCKROACH! I start thinking "Aw heck no!" I don't mess with roaches. Both the literal and figurative are a big no. So then everyone is screaming and madness breaks out. Then this boy Duncan pulls out an ax from literally nowhere and kills it. I'm sitting there like… y'all what in the world just happened? But nevertheless, we carry on with moving almost as if nothing happened.

After splitting into teams, Chris took us down to the Dining Hall. We were greeted by Chef… yes that's his name. The man is a psychopath! He chucked some butcher knife at one of the boys on the other team. Seriously, dude was scary. Oh oh oh… let me not forget about this man-woman, Eva. I swear the people on this show are rude as hell. We're waiting in line, right? And I look over to her and start up a conversation as one does. I say something like. "Yo, what's up girl." AND TELL ME… TELL ME why this girl with a hecking unibrow the shape of Tennessee decides it'd be okay to blank me. Like girl, I did nothing to you. It's all vibes in my world, don't be bringing your stank and dank vibes over here. Thank goodness she's on the other team.

So then Chris comes in and declares the next challenge to start in an hour. I finish lunch (if you could call that food), get changed into my bathing suit, and join the rest as we march up a cliff that leads to a 1,000 foot drop into the lake. There's 2 rings in the water. A larger one with MAN EATING SHARKS and a smaller one as a safe zone. Now my question is, how in the heck do we know that there aren't any sharks in the safe zone? I mean, Chris did say "pretty sure" so that's all we needed to know I guess.

The other team goes first and their first jumper is Bridgette. I crossed my fingers and prayed for her, and luckily she made it. The others jump with this C.I.T girl named Courtney and DJ not taking the risk. And honestly I couldn't blame them. Last to go was Saide. But she wanted Katie on her team so that's when Izzy switched to our team. That makes the score 2 chickens and 9 jumpers.

Then it gets to us and man I hate Heather. She starts going on and on how she can't jump because she's on TV and her hair will get wet. So I start going off on the spoiled grunch and I tell her that we're not going to lose the challenge just because she got her hair done. That's when this racist son of a ooh, calls me a ghetto rapstar wannabe. Like girl, shut up! Then she uses popularity as an insult, like come on… do better. I tell her she's gonna jump and then she says and I quote: "Make me."

And so I did, I picked up and threw that toothpick into the lake. Oh and it was so satisfying to hear her scream end as she went under the water. But I knew I had to jump too, so I did and I landed into the safe zone. Did you expect anything else?

Beth doesn't jump but since that 2 to 1, we won the first part! The second part that we had to do is build a hot tub and of course we beat them at that too. But in the process, Heather came up and apologized for calling me a ghetto rapstar wannabe. Now where I come from, apologies can go a long way. When they're meant. But I knew she was trying to get on my good side and you know what, I let her. Have to have the upper hand, am I right? So I told her everything was cool and I went on with my business. I just know that girl can't be trusted.

After we win the challenge, Chris let's us get unpacked. So I join Beth, Lindsay, and Izzy in the cabin. While unpacking, the producers do a confessional call. The way the confessional works is kinda cool. Basically you can go in during your free time to rant or get something off your chest. But specific moments in the show get a confessional call. Where the producers have a moment or staged storyline that they want our input on. To make it juicier. The confessional call they did for today was about Owen jumping off the cliff.

Here's some behind the scenes intell, usually there is a producer behind the confessional. They will ask questions for you to answer. If you go during your free time, there is no producer asking questions and it's a free place to vent.

After unpacking, we have dinner and the other team has their elimination ceremony. I wasn't too worried about asking who they booted and to be honest, I don't care. As long as I'm in the game, that's all that matters! Meanwhile, we had a sick hot tub party and y'all just had to be there. Noah, Owen, and I had our own "GO GOPHERS!" cheer moment. It was a blessed day to say the least.

In fact the party just ended about a half hour ago, seeing as it's almost eleven at night. We're all trying to fall asleep now, but I think I'm the only girl in this cabin who is awake. Just me and my book, using the moonlight that comes through the window to see what I'm doing.

Overall, today was a mess. But I'm happy to be here and I know I'll win this game! Goodnight my loves and goodnight Camp Wawanakwa.