Mel prays that CK washes his feet...

Who: Mel Where: New Hawai'i When: Later   Dear Diary, Now I have a sense of happiness that now I'm on a totally different planet. Although I'm stranded with a fugitive, a rather moody roomie and absolutely no friends, I'm still ecstatic that I'm lightyears from my sister. I don't really know what I'm doing here. According to my books on 20th century studies, this is a planet similar to a tropical collection of islands called 'Hawai'i'. The others seem to enjoy it. I'm not too thrilled myself. I haven't used Evie yet. My non de plume. It's hard enough being myself. This 'CK' has been rather quiet lately. Thank goodness for that. And he wanted me to help him. Me! Of all people! Poor sucker. He doesn't know what's coming if he seriously expects me to help him. I wonder why I did. Although, I can't help but wonder what's behind those scared, confused eyes. I
wonder what he was really like. I think I've been a little empathetic lately, since discovering a phrase:   Before you judge someone, walk a mile in their shoes. That way, when you judge them you'll be a mile away from them and you'll have their shoes.   Well, if I judge him, I'll be a mile away from him. Peace at last. But I bet his shoes would stink. Eugh. Better be off and pretend I'm doing something. Maybe I'll sit next to the mirror and play checkers with my reflection.   Mel   OOC. I had to write this twice...  
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