We came upon the wreckage but barely found anything to work with we might just be doomed. I was conversing with Ron when he said the funniest thing to me as I was complaining about the heat he then said "by now I've gotten used to the heat it reminds me of my ex girlfriend cruel and relentless seeing the image of the burning hot sun and her made it seem as if they were twins after they both believe themself the center of attention". I chuckled at his sarcastic comment and kept on with my day these past 3 days I've only found entertainment ment in watching Phil eat rocks imagining they're chicken mcnuggets, yet I feel as if I don't know what to do with the group it's almost like we're turning into primitive animals right infront of eachother really makes me wish I brought a dog whistle to see how many heel, sometimes I dont like this group especially when there's a man who can recreate a radio but didn't bother telling anyone until the 3rd day of being stranded, so now we've found a strike of hope running through our vanes let's hope and pray it isn't all for nothing
