Looks like we’ve got to the end of it. Looks like tonight we’ll find out who David Hampton is.

We’ve got a Facebook invitation to an event where he will reveal himself.

Tonight.

Hola a todos… lo se, hace tanto que no os escribo asi… y creo que  es por verguenza, porque muchos de vosotros ya me avisasteis, me djisteis que esto no era seguro, que no lo hiciese, y aun asi no os hice caso, como nunca os hago, y ahora estoy aqui y mi vida esta totalmente destruida. Me gustaria, por una vez, dejar de cometer errores, de hacer tonterias. Yo quiero hacer las cosas bien, yo quiero que las cosas me salgan bien. Pero parece que el destino no tiene eso guardado para mi.

Sometimes I’m amazed by human nature and how rotten we are inside. We are here, all of us destroyed, and we can’t help but trying to blame each other. Trying to find David Hampton in us. It’s wrong, and I do it too. I mean, who else could he be? This guy seems to know too much about us to be an outsider. He has to be here, and we all know we’re  not saints. None of us. It’s only a matter of time now…

Ok that’s it. I can’t take it anymore. Everyone’s gone crazy. Emma’s face is completely destroyed, Claire’s lost her boyfriend, Jude’s been exposed as gay, Kian might end up in jail, Dieter… is Dieter, and you all know about me. Summer of fun has turned into Summer of shame, the worst experience of our lives. At least one of the worst. We’re here, close to the end, trying to think about what’ll happen when it’s over. I just wanna be home.

… is why some people seem to enjoy making life harder than it  already is. What does David Hampton want? What does he get from ruining my life? our lives? And how can someone be so naive to fall into his trap the way I’ve fallen? I can’t help thinking that this has just all been my fault.  I set up on this journey to prove myself I was a lot of things that I obviously am not. I feel so silly, stupid, frustrated right now. And I know I need to be strong to get over this, but I can’t seem to find my strenght anywhere.

It looks like bombs are being dropped on the bus. Everyone’s gone crazy. And they’re driving me crazy too. Now this Hampton has hurt me, Claire and Kian – is he after us all?

It’s only been a couple of weeks, but I feel as if Billy and I have been separated forever… I really miss him, miss you, and I can’t help thinking that he’ll come back to me. That he has to. I know he was paid to be with me, but I also know that some things cannot be faked. and that what we had doesn’t deserve being thrown away so easily. You don’t throw love away so easlily.At least I am starting to feel a tiny bit better, but I am not fully cured and I know it. I will get proper help back in Spain. I just need to get through this right now.