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Girls will be girls

Today's Small Talk Six topic is 6 reasons why you would be doomed if you were stranded on a deserted island all by yourself.

There are things that will probably help me survive like going vegetarian, and those survival tips I learned from school camping. But if being deserted is long-term, even if it's a LOST type of island, I would die from:

1. Worry. Who would take care of my boys? Look at the state of them on my sidebar.

2. Fright. They say deserted islands are usually haunted.

3. Vanity. I would miss make-up, shoes, silk blouses, the swivel chair at work, jewelry, hats, purses. Girls will be girls :)

4. Boredom. If there's no internet when I wake up, I freak out.

5. Loneliness. Privacy is a good thing. The total absence of company and worse, longing for it when you know there isn't, is another thing.

6. Maladjustment. It's not just my habitat. I could try Tom Hanks's strategy, but ... I'll start thinking about it if, knock on wood, I ever get shipwrecked.

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I am Harriet said…
Vanity wouldn't bother me that much.It would probably be a nice break for me :)

Have a great Saturday.
XoXo said…
Hahaha...I still couldn't imagine things if it too will happen to me. Hhhmm...I guess I will just succumb by just meditating like there is no tomorrow. :)
Brittany said…
yep - I would be dying of boredom too!
Anya said…
Very funny to read Hazel :)
Thanks for your so fantastic comment !!!
Did you like Jerry the mouse

I hope you have a wonderful and relaxing weekend
Anya :)
Kareltje =^.^=
Seems in one way or another, most all of us dislike being alone the most. Hmmm.

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