I would like to go to the Seychelles. That's where Matt was today. Oh man, just looking at the prestine waters; I mean, I'd drink it if I could. The water reminded me so much of the Caribbean but a tad better. I watched what I missed online when I got to my parent's house. How come you can't make the Seychelles home? The travel editor said you could visit but you couldn't stay. That's a real bummer. The most you can stay is a month. Well, there's still England and the Caribbean. I guess if I was already living in the Caribbean, my paradise, I wouldn't mind visiting another paradise for just a couple weeks. Man, I just wanted to dive into that water. My brother went again to Ohio to see his girlfriend. I should be jealous, right? Well, I don't know how to feel. I've given up finding my own friend. She'll never be found. He'll never be found! Come on, friend! Show yourself! God, help me. I need somebody. Oh, it'll never work. Yum. Roti for dinner. Oh I can't wait. My mum brought home two parakeets today! Precious and Pumpkin are their names, and they're already making lots of noise when you speak to them. Now the house has four pets. I wonder if Buttercup will eat one of them. No, she only eats garden variety. The doors in the house are closed right now 'cause when mom lets Buttercup in she likes to run to the back where all the rooms are and explore each one. If there's a carpet down she'll think it's her cage and do a huge plop. When my brother was taking up his carpet there was a lot of bunny doo behind his bed. Hee-hee. Buttercup markings. Matt was saying that most of the tourists that come to the Seychelles aren't Americans. Are there a lot of-yeah-I was going to say are there a lot of tourists that go to todayshow.com. Probably, 'cause in the morning, that's all they have lining the Plaza. Man, I just want a friend! Real bad! I think I'm going to have to go back to school next year. Damn it, the kids in New York have so many opportunites. I should've stayed. I wonder where I'd be if I had. Probably dead. I just don't know what to do with myself. Nothing is possible. Nothing is attainable. I'm trying, but I can't get anywhere. Not even to the Caribbean. Ouch.
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Hey there. Sorry I haven't been in touch for a few days, but I wasn't on the computer much over the weekend and my notifications feature stopped working. I knew you had posted a few things (because of the notifications), but when I finally got to get back into Blogster, all of the notifications were gone! It was so late that I decided to wait until today to go hunting for the blogs posted by friends since last week sometime. So, I had to come looking for your posts and, yes, I found them. Now I will try to catch up with them all.