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Dear Diary its Jessica, i’m on a ship sailing from San Francisco to Yokohama, Japan.

this is the first day on the ship, a few Minutes ago i been on the The deck ship, i heard a men gets really annoyed, i was so Curious to know why. then i realized he just heard the name of the other passenger in his cabin, i think, Max kelada, i really Dont understand why.

Its a evening hour, i went to my own cabin, i met my Partner To the room, she was very nice, then i saw that the passenger in the next room to us, was the one that got angry on the deck ship. when he saw me told me about that Even before he met Mr Kelada, he despised him, because his things, He notices that there are many badges on his suitcases.  The suitcase is too big for his taste, he uses luxury branded bath products and his brushes are expensive, made of ebony wood with his initials engraved in gold, but yet not quite clean. I think he’s just jealous of him

dear dairy, its the second day on the ship. an hour ago i been in the Smoking room. there i met the passenger in the next room. Mr kelada, the one that the passenger i spoke to him yesterday hate,  waved a British passport in the men face. i done really know what is going with this two.

It’s been a week since we’re on the board,I knew a lot of people, including Mr. Kelada.

All the passengers are recoil of him, because he is making such an effort, Mr. Kelada is taking part in all the social activities on the ship. Everyone knows him, he often argues and it is very important for him to prove his knowledge.

I dont really like him, he is kind pf annoying

dear diary, Yesterday the next room passenger came to me, he offered me a cocktail, I did not understand how he got it.
He told me that Mr. Kelada had offered him an alcoholic drink, despite the law forbidding it. He noted that Mr. Kelda had invited him to join his friends.

Dear diary,  there is Only one week left until the end of the sailing , everything is perfect, the people are nice and everything is very fun here.

Dear Diary, We have just finished dinner. at the table every day The doctor, the passenger next to us, Mr. Kelada, me, and the Ramsay are sitting ,she is a shy, modest woman. And her husband has a huge belly.

My dear diary, as every evening we sat at the dining room table, suddenly began a heated discussion about pearls that the Japanese had begun to produce.Mr. Kalda claims to be a world expert on pearls. Suddenly Mr. Kelda sees the pearl necklace that Mrs. Ramsay wears. it was a beautiful necklace. Mr. Kelda points out her high value.

Mr. Ramzi replies that this is a very cheap chain, because the pearls are not real.

They decide to intervene. Mr. Kelada wants to examine the pearls closely, in order to determine whether he was right or wrong. Mrs. Ramsy tries to dissuade her husband from interfering, but he refuses to give up. He asks her to remove the chain so Mr. Kelada can examine it. Mrs. Ramsay tries to hid the chain in her dress, pretending not to open the clasp. But Mr. Ramsey is not aware of her attempts to prevent the chain from being tested. He goes over to his wife, opens the chain clasp and hands it to Mr. Kelada.

After Mr. Kelda looked at the chain, I was sure he was right, but suddenly he admitted that he had made a mistake and paid Mr. Ramsay the $ 100 for the bet.

I’m not sure why, but Mrs. Ramsay was very surprised.

Dear Diary, I got up an hour ago, when I saw Mrs. Ramsay putting a hundred dollars under the door next to me. Only after half an hour of thought did I realize that the chain from yesterday was made of  real pearls, Mrs. Ramsay lied to her husband, and as a letter returned to Mr. Kelda the money for the bet he “Lost” yesterday.

I think she is cheating on her husband…