Wednesday

I am going to hunt for Lyoness in the water. She probably has a reason to be there, like she has before.

Tuesday

I have been thinking on this weird tail mess. I guess I could still be near the sea and escape this ship, right? But a TAIL!!! It still freaks me out! I am a merman, I guess. Now I am wishing I had told her of my next port. Because I still like her. She was the nicest person I had ever met. She was beautiful, intelligent and above all she is still like me. We are both fish mutants, even if she likes it. Well, eventually I may grow to like it, if it means my freedom. Tonight, in the tub I will take off my ring, and see the mutation.

Tuesday

I am a FREAK!! I met Lyoness yesterday. She seemed normal at first! Other than the hair and skin clash, of course, but I thought it beautiful... No.  She is freakish too. She took off her ring. THen her clothes  were replaced by a lacy tank top and a purple scaly fish tail.  It was, admittedly, beautiful, just like the rest of her, but, still! A FISH TAIL. Then, in my disbelieving state, I removed MY ring. My clothes disappeared entirely, and I was left bare chested, with a gleaming navy blue tail. A TAIL! OH MY GAD. I immediately replaced my ring, and was once more clothed, and then I sprinted off. I don't want this! This is unnatural. O am a normal boy. I want a normal girlfriend. Not a fish-girlfriend. Okay, so she wasn't my girlfriend, but maybe... eventually... No. Not now. I cannot be hers. She will never see me again, and the pain will go away. GO AWAY, you hear? IT WILL!

Tuesday

Well, we will be arriving in port tomorrow, and we will leave for our next port only two days after I see Lyoness.I miss her. She is the only friend I have ever had. I hope I can go away with her. The life on sea is not for me. Sometimes I dream of a life beneath the waves... But that is dumb. There is no life beneath the waves! Other than fish. Pol just took another dump in my hair again. Joy.

Monday

Back at sea, and back to the routines of the seas. Get up, swab deck. Eat breakfast. Get five lashes because there is poop on the poop deck, when there was none before. (Stupid Polly Parrot poo, that is) Get salve from the kitchen for all the lashes. Sew up tears in sails, and clean them. Get 5 more lashes because the parrot poo-ed on the fresh cleaned sails when I'mn't looking. Get more salve from the kitchens, and eat lunch while you are there. Clean Cap'n's cabin. And don't forget the lashes for the stupid parrot poo on the Cap'n's pillow, just because she always does that. Then clean the men's clothes, and lashes, parrot poo, of course. Don't forget to mention that there was no parrot poo anywhere before I did anything, of course, but I'm still responsible. For the captain's parrot pooing. I hope there is a way to get away from this life. If  Lyoness's parents will let her follow me from port to port, maybe I can live with them!
(Total lashes per day: 20)

Sunday

I met the girl of the flame hair today. She was extraordinarily beautiful.And her hair was so not dyed. Her eyes were a magnificent purple. I may possibly have a bit of a crush on her. She was so  nice!  Her name was Lyoness (weird, but true) and she had the same kind of ring as me. She didn't tell me much about her, though. Oh, well. We are going to meet in my next port, and I can't wait!

Saturday

I can't stop thinking of a girl I saw in New York, last time we were in port. She was stunning, although I can't help but think her flame-like hair had been dyed. She was a black girl, her skin like milk chocolate. I noted a ring on her finger, that looked a lot like mine. I would have gone to speak to her, but my father called. Now we are in a port to the far reaches of the arctic. Brrr!