SKINNISHA CONFESSIONAL.

It is day 6 out here in space. The climate is freezing cold. We just ejected Justini out of our spacecraft... only to be faced with ANOTHER vote. Yall... it's hard out here likeeee. I expected living in space to be me deciding between some freeze dried ice cream or bananas for dessert. NO. NO IT'S NOT. I'm expected to leave the ship every day to do maintenance tasks when mind you, I am the youngest one on the tribe and it's not even close. BABY IDK HOW TO KEEP A SHIP INTACT. I'm shocked we haven't crashed into a meteor or spiraled out of control yet but I'm trying my hardest BUT IT'S NOT ENOUGH LIKE I'M SO OVER ITTTTT. And on top of that we are the flop comp space crew. IDK how this Luna crew or whatever can magically adjust to gravity and whip all of our asses or if our team all has space arthritis or whatever but we SUCK. And I HATE losing. I lost enough competitions on Earth when I was in a house with James and Jaded like... the fact that I can't even win in space... I'm bones honey. There are some pros, though! skinny Tisha Connor have been lovely captains guiding us through the cosmos. The technological advancements from Ven have been stunning. And my crew are filled with some of the nicest people on the site <3 so I can't complain. It can only stay nice for so long, though... for so long. please send help. please. I don't know how long I can do this.