Torn out Pages from a Used Notebook :
Hurley sat on the sand, mumbling to himself about how he always manages to get little granules stuck behind his knees. Sweat and sand mix terribly. That means getting up, finding something without sand on it and then .. yeah, it's an ordeal. With a few papers in his thick fingers, he grasped up a pen and started to write on the surface of a plastic edged notebook that was originally used for first aid papers. Since they were taken out, he decided to keep a few notes together.
Castaways. Hah. You know, you make fun of those people when you see them on Gilligan's Island reruns. Where did they get the eggs and flour to make pies? How could the professor make a bathtub that regenerated used water into clean water? How could they manage to make coconut plates?
I'm thinking too hard about these trivial things because.. I think I'm the only one not losing my mind over all this. You should see the state of some of the people around here, man. It's as if they think there was will be a ship coming in for survivors. I don't see it happening, but I overheard someone say that if we pretend we have faith in someone rescuing us, it makes it easier to sleep through the hunger and pain.
Easy for them to say.
I sweat more than I think I ever used to before. Then again, we had air conditioning and showers on hand. A big guy could easily find comfort because there was always a way to stay cool.
Now, I think I see Charlie playing with Claire's hair. I'm going to go tease him a bit. He's been really on edge lately. He tries to play it off, I think but then again - I have never been around this many people before. So time to go harass him.
I'll write here later when I've searched around for fruit. I want fruit so bad. Geez.
Hurley
Castaways. Hah. You know, you make fun of those people when you see them on Gilligan's Island reruns. Where did they get the eggs and flour to make pies? How could the professor make a bathtub that regenerated used water into clean water? How could they manage to make coconut plates?
I'm thinking too hard about these trivial things because.. I think I'm the only one not losing my mind over all this. You should see the state of some of the people around here, man. It's as if they think there was will be a ship coming in for survivors. I don't see it happening, but I overheard someone say that if we pretend we have faith in someone rescuing us, it makes it easier to sleep through the hunger and pain.
Easy for them to say.
I sweat more than I think I ever used to before. Then again, we had air conditioning and showers on hand. A big guy could easily find comfort because there was always a way to stay cool.
Now, I think I see Charlie playing with Claire's hair. I'm going to go tease him a bit. He's been really on edge lately. He tries to play it off, I think but then again - I have never been around this many people before. So time to go harass him.
I'll write here later when I've searched around for fruit. I want fruit so bad. Geez.
Hurley