Princess Rosella of Daventry (
primrosella) wrote2009-09-28 05:39 pm
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Entry tags:
- a modern sort of princess,
- bff =/= getting busy,
- eighteen and loving it,
- gotta love that optimism,
- has a fever; needs more cowbell,
- he doesn't look a thing like jesus,
- home is where the heart is,
- i already have a pony,
- i love my friends,
- not traumatized yay!,
- post curse,
- rosella's journal,
- the perils of being rosella,
- too many questions
Quest 125
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Everything changes.
Rue left and now she's back. Hong Mei left--I saw that much from the Network--and Sam's trying to hide how upset he is about it, but I wouldn't be much of a best friend if I hadn't learned how to see through all that by now. It really isn't fair, is it? First Mikaela leaves, and then he goes home and comes backdead in a terrible situation, and then Bumblebee leaves, and now Hong Mei is gone, too...
Everything's getting busy now, and October is coming up fast. Is that what it's going to be, I wonder? An October filled with chaos? Send people out and bring them back and of course there's plenty of mischief to be had with the prison destroyed and the Warden gone...
And I'm happy, yes, but I'm distracting myself and I know it.
It's ominous, somehow. Is it just because we're all anticipating October with such dread? It's only been a few weeks since the prison, and October is lurking on the horizon, and in the meantime I'm doing everything I can to make things go back to normal...
And yet everything changes.
We'll manage it, though, won't we? All of us, no matter what. We'll find a way.
And I'll keep hoping, for everyone else that can't.
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So we've just had another of those random weekends of curses. Does it seem as though it came particularly late in the month this time? I wonder. It's been quite a while now, since those trends of weekends started--since the spring, at least, wasn't it?--and it seems as though they're getting later and later every time. I suppose I could go back through my journal and see which days it fell on each time, since I usually find myself remarking on that weekend after it happens in one way or another, but still, I wonder.
Let's see, then. Some of the curses I recall seeing before--like the one about the horrible attempts at wooing others, and the one about being turned into a child--and others were new. I know the singing curse has come about before, but I think this was the first time I've ever been cursed with it, personally. And I don't recall the one that lets our souls out to play, either, which is rather a pity. I think I'd like to know what shape my soul takes. Of course, I certainly don't know what all goes into determining the shape of a soul, but if it's meant to reflect something about ourselves, I suppose that would at least give me a place to begin in my wondering, anyway.
And then there's the singing curse, which is how I found myself cursed this weekend. At least it was only for Saturday; I doubt I'd have a voice at all today, had I spent the whole weekend singing the way I did that one day. Honestly, I could hardly get a word in edgewise without breaking out into some melody or another--and the oddest part of it all is that I don't think I knew a single one of the songs before I sang them. Some of them were terribly catchy, though. Perhaps I'll see if I can't remember how they go, once my sore throat goes away.
...I wonder if my soul would turn out to be a pony today. I am feeling a little hoarse.
On a lighter note--and a note I don't need my voice to express, I might add--I think I've finally found the dress I want for Blair's ball. It's this Saturday, if memory serves, so it's about time I made a decision and settled on a dress. It's red, of course, and it's--well, no, I suppose I ought to keep it a surprise, shouldn't I? But it's a nice dress, anyway, and I like it well enough. So that's something.
Mm. It's almost October.
...And by the way, I don't know what the purpose of a "bonsai kitten" is, or why in the world anyone would want one, or why in the world a man in New York--wherever that is--is selling them, for pity's sake, but what sort of awful person even comes up with the idea of raising a kitten in a glass bottle, anyway? Honestly.
Everything changes.
Rue left and now she's back. Hong Mei left--I saw that much from the Network--and Sam's trying to hide how upset he is about it, but I wouldn't be much of a best friend if I hadn't learned how to see through all that by now. It really isn't fair, is it? First Mikaela leaves, and then he goes home and comes back
Everything's getting busy now, and October is coming up fast. Is that what it's going to be, I wonder? An October filled with chaos? Send people out and bring them back and of course there's plenty of mischief to be had with the prison destroyed and the Warden gone...
And I'm happy, yes, but I'm distracting myself and I know it.
It's ominous, somehow. Is it just because we're all anticipating October with such dread? It's only been a few weeks since the prison, and October is lurking on the horizon, and in the meantime I'm doing everything I can to make things go back to normal...
And yet everything changes.
We'll manage it, though, won't we? All of us, no matter what. We'll find a way.
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So we've just had another of those random weekends of curses. Does it seem as though it came particularly late in the month this time? I wonder. It's been quite a while now, since those trends of weekends started--since the spring, at least, wasn't it?--and it seems as though they're getting later and later every time. I suppose I could go back through my journal and see which days it fell on each time, since I usually find myself remarking on that weekend after it happens in one way or another, but still, I wonder.
Let's see, then. Some of the curses I recall seeing before--like the one about the horrible attempts at wooing others, and the one about being turned into a child--and others were new. I know the singing curse has come about before, but I think this was the first time I've ever been cursed with it, personally. And I don't recall the one that lets our souls out to play, either, which is rather a pity. I think I'd like to know what shape my soul takes. Of course, I certainly don't know what all goes into determining the shape of a soul, but if it's meant to reflect something about ourselves, I suppose that would at least give me a place to begin in my wondering, anyway.
And then there's the singing curse, which is how I found myself cursed this weekend. At least it was only for Saturday; I doubt I'd have a voice at all today, had I spent the whole weekend singing the way I did that one day. Honestly, I could hardly get a word in edgewise without breaking out into some melody or another--and the oddest part of it all is that I don't think I knew a single one of the songs before I sang them. Some of them were terribly catchy, though. Perhaps I'll see if I can't remember how they go, once my sore throat goes away.
...I wonder if my soul would turn out to be a pony today. I am feeling a little hoarse.
On a lighter note--and a note I don't need my voice to express, I might add--I think I've finally found the dress I want for Blair's ball. It's this Saturday, if memory serves, so it's about time I made a decision and settled on a dress. It's red, of course, and it's--well, no, I suppose I ought to keep it a surprise, shouldn't I? But it's a nice dress, anyway, and I like it well enough. So that's something.
Mm. It's almost October.
...And by the way, I don't know what the purpose of a "bonsai kitten" is, or why in the world anyone would want one, or why in the world a man in New York--wherever that is--is selling them, for pity's sake, but what sort of awful person even comes up with the idea of raising a kitten in a glass bottle, anyway? Honestly.
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I gather you're back to normal, then, Your Grace?
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It's funny because I was seriously considering making it a dragon, too.
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hey I heard they took the word 'gullible' out of the dictionary :D
sob she just fails at the internet
s'okay |D he's not any better
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And hey, the bonsai kitten thing? Totally a hoax. Kind of like Jonathan's Swift's essay about eating babies to cut down on population.
Hahahaha, oh, Penny, watch her completely miss the point.
*imaginary facepalm icon*
OM NOM NOM BABIES
Best. Essay. Ever.
YESSSSS. Also: /goes over to tag Penny's post
Multitasking?
You know it~ <3
Mad skills: You have them.
Why thank you~
But of course! (and running off to sleep, sorry!)
Same here, sleep well!
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pardon sloooowtaggings <3 House is on sob
WOO HOUSE <333
i'm not an addict or anything
nope, not at ALL
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sob sorry for dropping yesterday's thread. 1/2
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Apologies for any disrespect on my part, Princess.
audio | no worries, s'all good!
<3
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...There's a curse that turns your soul into a shape?
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A friend of mine was afflicted by it, yes. It's quite intriguing, really.
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GOOD GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE INTRODUCING BONSAI KITTENS TO POLY XDDDDD
I mean, I really hope not...
ROSELLA AND CASPIAN ARE SO CONCERNED ABOUT THE KITTEHS
TODD WAS HORRIFIED. i was pleased that it had found its way back to me on another character XD
SOB ALL THESE PRE-90's PEOPLE WHO FAIL AT THE INTERNETS
I LOVE IT SO VERY MUCH XD
NEXT WILL BE THE RICKROLL
TODD WILL NOT UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE WANT HIM TO WATCH THIS ODD MAN SING
Rosella's gotten sniped at least once, but she was just like "OH WHAT A CATCHY SONG <3"
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sob not getting notifs. hi.
<3
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