Tommy+and+Kaitlyn

Betrayal is what put me on this wretched place. My outstanding friends left me on this desert island. I am still contemplating the probably obvious reason for me being dumped like trash on this desert island. In the mean time I am looking desperately for any sort of civilization. Yes, I know I called it a “desert island” but looking for something that I know is not there is better than pondering the many creative and painful ways I will die. On the upside of things I have come to find my inborn fondness for nature. After the numerous ant bites, bee stings, spider scares, and curious little snakes, I really feel at one with nature. Did I tell you I am also a firm believer in jinx now? Jinx has not only given me many misfortunes, but it has also reminded me of my heavenly American home. Every time that that famous line “it can’t get any worse than this” crosses my lips, it does get worse. Jinx reminded me of Hollywood, and all those famous lined scenes in the movies. Even though Hollywood reminded me of snobs, jerks, overcrowding, always crazy and judgmental life, at least it has a bathroom. I have never been known for any public indecency; as a matter of fact I won’t even walk around my room without something on. So trying to fit into this new hippie way of life in nature isn’t working out at all. When you find this letter yes I will be dead. Do not feel any sorrow or sympathy for me. Please feel sorry for all the innocent fish that unwillingly drank my urine when I invaded their pristine water. Goodbye you ignorant little world.

Jorja wasn’t your typical girl. She didn’t idolize the football team, she wasn’t president of any clubs, and she didn’t even fit in with the art kids. Her mother had always encouraged individualism while her father championed self expression. Well with all of this “be yourself” this and “unique” that, you’d think her parents would pick a less cliché vacation. They didn’t. All of Jorja’s life she’d been taught to be different. Contradiction of all contradictions, her parents took her to Atlantica Spa and Beach Resort, the snootiest of the snooty, the most mainstream of the mainstream and definitely the lamest vacation they could possibly go on. “Oh, it will be fun.” The told her. “You’ll have a great time”, her father coaxed. “Maybe you’ll meet a boy” her mother sang. Fine. She would go, if only to meet a boy for some summer fun. With boys on her mind Jorja boarded the plane. As soon as they were off the ground, the hunt was on. Of course, there was no luck. Things were really looking down by the time her family landed. She began to wonder why she even came. Oh yea, to find a boy. Jorja stepped of the plane and immediately proceeded to face plant, in front of the most gorgeous guy she'd ever seen. Needless to say, Jorja's vacation was ruined from that moment on.