islandmoderator (islandmoderator) wrote in living_island, @ 2007-11-13 12:54:00 |
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Current mood: | frustrated |
Reflections
LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY nanamikiryuu)
8:18 AM
Mr. Ohtori, it would be proper of me to thank you for taking me to some exotic island, but I have a few questions I’d like to ask first. Where are you, and how far did you drive me from the Academy last night? I seem to have slept through the entire trip.
10:32 AM
Upon looking through the links on this computer, I have found that it connects directly to a community of people who are apparently on this Island. Mr. Ohtori? I don’t remember boarding an airplane.
It may be some sort of online dating community for everyone here, but I am not interested in anyone other than my prince, so this is simply a waste of time. I am very tired, so I will look around for the resort to get some beauty sleep, but after that, I must return to the Academy. I have a council and students to govern and parties to throw.
10:45 AM
Can anyone read this? I haven’t a cell phone to get a hold of anyone and there doesn’t seem to be anyone around. Where is the resort? Or the spa? Or even a hotel around here?
11:00 AM
Why would there be no resort on the beach? It’s very difficult to walk on the sand in heels! Resort Manager, please send someone to fetch me, you may add it to my bill, just send someone quickly. I shouldn’t have to trudge through sand when I’m on vacation!
11:05 AM
There are too many crabs and lobsters on your beach! They should be cramped together in an aquarium with their little claws clamped shut in your restaurant! They’ve been attacking me for some time now! Don’t think I won’t rate your resort down because of this!
11:30 AM
WHAT KIND OF RESORT IS THIS? This is completely absurd, another point dropped from your rating! Where is my ride? How dare you, do you know who I am?
11:47 AM
I’m sorry… someone please help me. NOW.
12:03 PM
Dear Internet Diary,
Let me review how my day has been so far.
It is has been four hours since I woke up with this atrocious headache and found myself on what I though was an exotic tropical island. There is still no sign of my new Armani yellow polka dot bikini. Why would I vacation on some secluded dump like this without a bikini anyway? And for that matter, why would I vacation without my beloved Brother?
What I have been able to find is filthy animals, filthy fish, filthy rocks filthy water and filthy trees! There is dirt. There is dirt smeared on my beautiful face. I’m sure it’s not good for my complexion. I need a mudpack, a shower, my shampoo and conditioner a massage, my makeup, a mirror, a change of clothes, some more comfortable shoes, a hair brush, maids, butlers, personal assistants and a toilet! Where do I find a toilet with flushing water around here? Someone like me can’t be expected to use one of those hideous outhouses I hear in passing from the commoners around school! My refined sense of smell couldn’t handle the stench, I’d pass out or die for sure!
Someone, please find me! I nearly sprained my ankle writing ‘HELP’ in the sand on the beach only to have a giant wave wash it away as soon as I finished. I have SEAWEED stuck in my hair and a lobster permanently attached to one of my sopping wet socks. I’m glad Big Brother can’t see me like this, he’d disown me for sure!
Oh, I must sign out for now, I think I might hear the cabana boy coming.
~*~Nanami~*~