I AM LIVING WITH CRAZY PEOPLE

…and its not so bad. Ok, they’re cazy, but that’s beside the point. They’re good company most of the time. Unless they’re crazy. Which is beside the point. #1’s name is Vahinerri. (best said while sneezing) She’s’ from the tuamotus, which is a whole bunch of atolls. So she’s pretty much used to living on a motu like this one. She’d go to the beach more often, but its too far for her. She’s crazy cuz she rearranges the whole house at least once a day. If she wants me to change channels she drench me in water until I do; or until I short circuit and explode. Then she has the TV all to herself. AND she doesn’t like ‘family guy’… she must be crazy.

The other one’s Belinda. Which proves my theory right. Cuz the really hot ones are always stuck up. Some of it is probably cuz she knows she’s hot. But a big part is cuz any guy would (and do) bend over backwards for her; so I guess she’s used to being handed the world on a silver platter, whether she’s asked for it or not. Still… she never says hello, goodbye, thank you, didn’t apologise when she made us miss the boat Saturday night, complains about everything, and never comes out of her room. Bla.