Post by Emmeline Tyler on Apr 19, 2009 18:12:49 GMT -6
I can't believe what's happened. Really, what are the chances: not only did I survive a plane crash today, but somehow I still have my journal. I suppose its either blind, dumb luck, or I've racked up several points of good karma... Probably the former, I haven't really done anything particularly fabulous.
I take back everything I said about Paul when we were on the airplane, by the way. About how his snoring was really annoying and that I was pretty sure he cheated on his bio final off of Kelsey Carpenter's? Yeah, I take it back. I mean, he might have cheated, but you shouldn't speak ill of the dead. So I'm really sorry I said those things. Let's just keep that between you and me, right?
You know, in all the years I've had a journal, I don't think I've ever actually written entirely from firelight? It sounds a lot more romantic in books than it really is. Its actually not that easy to do... There are several bonfires going up and down the beach, we're all just waiting for the rescue boat or plane. The sooner, the better--Riff and Lizzy are probably worried sick, I wish there was some way I could tell them I was alright... Maybe I'll send a message in a bottle just to see if that actually works.... Not sure where to find a bottle, though.
Anyway, I'm writing by the firelight because I can't sleep. I probably should be sleeping, most everyone else is, but... I just can't sleep. I tried, I failed, I gave up. So I'm writing. I keep thinking of that song from "White Christmas". The one about counting your blessings instead of sheep. I tried doing that, but it just woke me up more and made me want to write.
But the firelight is starting to hurt my eyes, I think I'll take a walk along the water's edge....
love now and always,[/i]
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