Dear Diary - 05/18 Quazie
I hate this place. Fully of weirdos, creeps, wack-jobs even. All I want to to do is sit on the freaking couch until all of this is over and I walk out with the prize money. I just want to be left alone, and then some guy named ‘Buck’ goes and tries to make it illegal for me to not care about anyone else. That’s just not cool dude, mind you own freaking business, your a crappy chef anyway.
Then i’m sitting there, mining my own business, and some guy named ‘Jae’ or somethign decides that I’ll be the one he should support. I mean, i’m glad and all that someone else believes in my loner lifestyle, but I’m wondering what he has up his sleeve.
Some guy, calls him self ‘the avenger’ or something (sounds like he wants to be a super hero, ha), looks like he’ll be the first one voted out, glad that the first one outs one of the crazier ones.
I can’t wait to get out of this bunker, hopefully i’ll get the cash though, would make this woefully dull experience at least a bit better.