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Post by Skinner Jones on Jun 11, 2008 15:02:10 GMT -5
September 22, 2004. On the Plane
So, I'm on the plane now. And I thought I'd never get there. I thought for sure that something would happen, somebody would stop me, or Erik would slug me really good before I got the chance to get him. But it didn't.
So I finally stood up to him. It's about time. After a year of pure h*ll, it's about time that I stand up for myself. It was a lot easier than I thought it would be, a lot less of my bodily strength and more adrenaline. Though he got in a few good punches. My ribs are bruised I know, and I've got hand prints on my arms from here he tried to restrain me. So much for that.
Now, just around 4 hours later, I'm on this God-forsaken plane back home. To my home. LA. Thank you God. Good thing that Selena dropped by after the face-off between Erik and I, or I would have never gotten packed so quickly and would have had to catch a plane the next day. But we did it. She says she's proud of me and she'll miss me. I hope so. I'll miss her too.
I suppose I'll write again once we're earth bound. Until then, I get to try to sleep next to a large woman that smells like motor oil and watching Homeward Bound. Again. Joy. [/i]
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Post by Skinner Jones on Jun 14, 2008 18:03:02 GMT -5
September 24, 2004 On the Beach.
We're stranded officially. Rescue would have been there by now if it was coming and I hate to be the pessimist I am, but they're not coming. We're stuck here, probably for God knows how long. God. Wow. I had an interesting conversation about Him with one of the other Castaways this week. Jack. Some interesting issues he brought to my attention and I did so as well.
I'm officially worried too. I've been having trouble stomaching things sometimes, but it's random. Without warning, and it doesn't even steal my appetite. I just go on my merry way like normal. That's not what bothers me though. I've missed again too. This is the third time. Sure, I wrote it off earlier as stress, but now? Three in a row. I was never consistent but this is just odd. And...my pants are getting tight. I'm praying it's just bloating of an oncoming period. Please dear God. [/i]
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