sick to my stomach
This is it…

Facebook poll set up by producers currently has ME voted as most likely to be David Hampton. I could kill myself right now. Doesn’t anyone have any sympathy for me at all??
It’s the last thing I need
Don’t know what to make of this at all. Why isn’t Dieter being broken down by David Hampton??
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The man really is incredible.
He’s aced practically every task thrown at him on WKS.
He’s totally bagged ‘the girl’, sweeping hot-tot Emma off her feet and into his bed. And, like the Oracle, he dispenses sage advice to his [...]
It’s cold today. No one is really talking. Noone trusts anyone anymore. I’m pretty sure some people think DH really could be me.
Despite the fact I was the one who lost more than anything.
Lord, forgive us our sins.
I can’t sleep. Something feels wrong. Someone here IS David Hampton. They must be. I’m sleeping in a bus with someone who ruined my life and ripped my heart out. I feel like Daniel in the lion’s den. God give me strength.
Dorset is possibly the worst place on earth. No exaggeration.
We don’t even have any stupid tasks to take our minds off this.
Boredom is a killer.
Emma has finally been struck a blow but it’s different to everyone else… Jude spilled something boiling on her face and now she has really big ugly scarring across half her beautiful face! Someone as image-obsessed as her is obviously gutted and I feel awful for her. Was it an accident? I don’t even know. [...]
Well turns out Emma and Dieter have started a relationship. Woop dee doo. I couldn’t care less. They both seem to hate me anyway. For all I know they could have planned this from the start, both of them, orchestrating the whole thing for their amusement. I mean you notice how nothing dirty has come [...]
Well something finally happened and oh gosh it’s a big one. Bloody David Hampton again. Kian’s gotten it this time. His ‘mix cd’ that was fleabayed finally got back, he puts it on and it’s a recording of him confessing to Dieter a while ago that he hit a kid with his car while drink-driving [...]