<strong>Beth Sorensen, Video Diary 1</strong><br/><br/>"So, hi, it's Beth, yeah?" The pretty blond's face fills the screen until she seems to realize her error and sits back a bit, getting things into a better perspective. She hesitates before speaking again, a hint of nervousness visible in her cornflower blue eyes and the way she seems to fidget in her chair. "OK, so we just got here. We had a little meet up, of course, before we flew out to the island. That went ok...I mean, you know, everybody standing around with a smile plastered on their faces, trying to pretend like it wasn't kind of awkward and that we all weren't wondering what we were about to get ourselves into. But Katy and Mikkel and Sean...they were all great. Better even than their questionnaires which I liked very much all five hundred times I read them. They're all older than me...well, Katy just a little bit but the guys...not that it's a problem for me, I've always been attracted to older guys. Andre was almost ten years older than me and I started dating him when I was just seventeen."<br/><br/>She wrinkles her nose and makes a face, somehow adorable on her, then reaches for something outside of camera range that turns out to be a bottle of rum from which she takes a swig straight from the bottle before she sets it down again. "Resolution: I'm not mentioning his name again here. He's just a ghost now and this diary is about me. About<em>us</em>. Which leads me to the main thing I'm feeling..."<br/><br/>She reaches up and grabs two handfuls of her golden hair, her eyes going wide.  "What in the bloody hell am I doing here?! It just hit me, walking up to the house, this is really happening! Holy shite. I'm over my bleedin' head, I am. What are these people going to see in me? A pair of tits and a nice set of legs will only get you so far and we're going to be here for<em>two years</em>. Two years!  I'm freaking out.  What if the other three all like each other and I'm like Thick Mary sitting off by myself in the corner? Wouldn't that be the<em>worst</em>? I...oh man, I need a minute."<br/><br/>The recording stops abruptly and just as abruptly starts again, Beth standing now but bending over to speak into the camera, the bottle in her hand sometimes visible. "I'm back, sorry about that before, I'm better now. Anyway, let me talk about...lessee...oh, the room. The room is brilliant! I love it. And I have a beautiful view of the jungle out my window. I don't mind not having a beach view, I'd rather see the plants and the wildlife. And look!" She moves aside and the small camera adjusts to focus on large windows and a pair of French doors. "My garden, just like I wanted, right off my bedroom. I have, like, a little courtyard of my own and the plot is really good sized and all tilled up and ready to go. It's funny, most people would just look at it and see dirt but what I see is the possibility. Right, so maybe then I can talk a little bit about the group. Katy is...well, first of all she's a knock out...but she seems really cool too, like, I see no sign of Queen Bee syndrome in her which is a relief. "<br/><br/>Her face comes back into frame and is blurry until the camera once again readjusts. "Then there's Mikkel. He's so...so...<em>male</em>. But he says he's making us dinner. Can you imagine, a guy like that making<em>me</em>dinner. And Sean is nice, makes you feel very comfortable, and he's funny. And I think the kind of funny that can get a little bit sexy too. So all in all, a very promising group. I still just need to figure out where one Annabeth Louise Sorensen is going to fit in. But I'm going to go now, to get ready for dinner and try to do something about my rum breath. Don't want to show up for supper like a total sot."<br/><br/>She smiles and gives her fingers a little wiggle as a farewell before the camera is once again turned off.<br/>