Princess Rosella of Daventry (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
primrosella) wrote2009-12-12 03:20 pm
primrosella) wrote2009-12-12 03:20 pm
Entry tags:
- a modern sort of princess,
- affected,
- bff =/= getting busy,
- curse: sealed with a kiss,
- daventry represent!,
- gotta love that optimism,
- home is where the heart is,
- i already have a pony,
- i love my friends,
- la femme rosella,
- not that kind of girl kthx,
- oblivious rosella is oblivious,
- put the pen down already,
- rosella's journal,
- stronger now than yesterday,
- taking care of business,
- the most wonderful time of the year,
- the perils of being rosella
Quest 148
[Private//Hackable by Friends]
All right, there, that's it, no more moping.
...Well, all right, perhaps a little more moping. But not very much.
Save for that curse that came up a few days ago, with the light beaming from everyone's noses--and how little sense does that make, anyway? Imagine, light from someone's nose!--it's been rather quiet around lately. Perhaps that means it really is over. Or at the very least, it's over for a while now.
The bad times do seem to come and go, don't they? I remember how awful it felt when the hair monster was here, all the way back in May, and now it seems like only a distant memory that we were all so scared and haunted and wretched. This stretch seems to have been worse than that, though. Or at least, it lasted longer, what with October thrown into the middle, and everything else that's happened these past few months.
The trouble is, I don't know if I can even trace it back to a single day. When did it start, this cascade of one bad thing after another? Did it come with the arrival of the boxes? With Lolotte? With the beginning of October? With the prison? With that curse in August, when Sam ran away and I thought as though I'd gone and ruined everything? Or was it earlier still, with learning Sam was going to die and knowing I couldn't do a thing about it?
But even that can go farther back still, can't it? What about the day Sam left the first time? What about the day Cain's father first found me? What about the hair monster, or the school curse, or last Valentine's Day when Mikaela first arrived? Or the zombies a year ago? What about Sirius? When does it all begin?
...Well. The day I arrived here, I suppose. It seems like so long ago, now.
And yet somehow, I think I'm still better off now than I was at this time last year. I certainly have more friends now--and perhaps that's it, then. The more friends, the more to worry over, and the worse things seem when bad things begin piling up. If I had only one friend and something bad happened, it'd be only one bad thing to worry over. But if I have twenty friends, that makes for twenty bad things when times get bad, and no wonder things seem so bad with twenty bad things to think about.
I've been forgetting the good things, alongside the bad. I have so many friends...more friends now than I ever had at home. Which isn't to say that friends could ever replace having my parents or Alexander around, but all the same, my family couldn't replace my friends, either. They're both irreplacable. I barely even knew Blue at this time last year, and nowhe loves me I can hardly imagine what I'd do without him. I'd never even heard of Cain at this time last year, and now...well. Neil and Todd hadn't arrived yet, either, had they? Penny hadn't. I had Sam and Rue, yes, but even then, I was still keeping secrets. Sam was the only one who knew that I was a princess at this time last year--I hadn't even told Rue or Blue yet. Even if Rue did rather figure it out on her own.
The holidays are coming, and this is the time when I ought to be thankful for all that, not moping because things have been horrible. When have they ever not been horrible? Didn't I make it all the way through October without letting the City wrench any misery out of me? What's to say I can't do that again now?
...I said once that it's easier for me to be strong for my friends than for myself. Maybe that's why it's been so hard this time. It's hard to be strong when you don't know who to be strong for. And when you've spent day in and day out worrying in a hospital, besides.
But I have so many friends now, and I need them, then who's to say they don't need me, too?
So I can't mope. Even if I feel like moping, I can't just sit around making a mess of myself. It'll be all right, won't it? It has to be all right. Even if they end up still fighting, even if there are still curses, even if--no, it has to be all right. Perhaps a year from now, it'll be the holiday season again and I'll be writing here just like I am today, looking back on myself right now and thinking, "My goodness, I'm much better off now than I was then. Imagine!" And maybe I'll have lost things along the way, but I'll have gained things, too. Look how far I've come in a year. Perhaps I'll go even farther in the next.
There's only one way to find out, and that way begins by getting out of this house. There's Christmas shopping to be done, and perhaps it'll help me to feel a little more like myself, finding just what I want for all of my friends. It can't hurt to try, of course, and that's just what I'll do.
...Of course, there's something else I'll have to tend to, as well.I still don't trust them, but for Sam--
[/Private]
Is it really only a little under two weeks until Christmas now? My, how time flies by. I suppose that means it's time to start getting ready, though, doesn't it? Curses or not--and thank goodness, that we seem to be getting back to the usual ridiculous curses lately--Christmas comes but once a year, and it'd be a shame to let it go by without a proper celebration. A year is such a very long time, after all.
So. As Sam mentioned, we'restill going to be having Christmas dinner at the Warehouse for all our friends, and all our guests are invited to stay the night over on Christmas Eve if they'd like. With any luck, we'll have a great big tree to decorate and plenty of time to open presents and lots of good things to eat and no fighting, and it'll just be a nice way to spend the holidays. And of course, if you'd like to come to dinner but would rather spend the night somewhere else, that's just fine, too, and we'll still be glad to have you. So if you'd like to come, please do let me know, so I can make sure to have enough for everyone, and to make sure that everyone will have something they like to eat, too.
But of course, Christmas also means presents, and it seems I have a much longer list to fill this year than I have in previous ones. And that's never something to be sad about, really. So it looks as though the errand of the day will have to be shopping...and then, of course, finding a place to hide everything where Sam won't find it and peek at it all in advance. But that's one of the few perks of keeping my room so messy, isn't it?And anyway, his gift won't be coming from the store, so--
There. That sounds like a fine way to spend a day, really. And if something bad should happen...well, so be it. It'll be all right.Please don't let anything bad happen.
[Filtered to the Deities//Unhackable]
While I'm sure you're terribly busy, I'd like to speak with one of you, when you have a moment. It's regarding a trade I'd like to make, please.
[/Filter]
[OOC: Christmas shopping seems to be the name of the game today, huh? Feel free to encounter her anywhere in stores or around the Square, since that's where she's going shopping, and feel equally free to get in on some princessly kissin'. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO. ♥]
All right, there, that's it, no more moping.
...Well, all right, perhaps a little more moping. But not very much.
Save for that curse that came up a few days ago, with the light beaming from everyone's noses--and how little sense does that make, anyway? Imagine, light from someone's nose!--it's been rather quiet around lately. Perhaps that means it really is over. Or at the very least, it's over for a while now.
The bad times do seem to come and go, don't they? I remember how awful it felt when the hair monster was here, all the way back in May, and now it seems like only a distant memory that we were all so scared and haunted and wretched. This stretch seems to have been worse than that, though. Or at least, it lasted longer, what with October thrown into the middle, and everything else that's happened these past few months.
The trouble is, I don't know if I can even trace it back to a single day. When did it start, this cascade of one bad thing after another? Did it come with the arrival of the boxes? With Lolotte? With the beginning of October? With the prison? With that curse in August, when Sam ran away and I thought as though I'd gone and ruined everything? Or was it earlier still, with learning Sam was going to die and knowing I couldn't do a thing about it?
But even that can go farther back still, can't it? What about the day Sam left the first time? What about the day Cain's father first found me? What about the hair monster, or the school curse, or last Valentine's Day when Mikaela first arrived? Or the zombies a year ago? What about Sirius? When does it all begin?
...Well. The day I arrived here, I suppose. It seems like so long ago, now.
And yet somehow, I think I'm still better off now than I was at this time last year. I certainly have more friends now--and perhaps that's it, then. The more friends, the more to worry over, and the worse things seem when bad things begin piling up. If I had only one friend and something bad happened, it'd be only one bad thing to worry over. But if I have twenty friends, that makes for twenty bad things when times get bad, and no wonder things seem so bad with twenty bad things to think about.
I've been forgetting the good things, alongside the bad. I have so many friends...more friends now than I ever had at home. Which isn't to say that friends could ever replace having my parents or Alexander around, but all the same, my family couldn't replace my friends, either. They're both irreplacable. I barely even knew Blue at this time last year, and now
The holidays are coming, and this is the time when I ought to be thankful for all that, not moping because things have been horrible. When have they ever not been horrible? Didn't I make it all the way through October without letting the City wrench any misery out of me? What's to say I can't do that again now?
...I said once that it's easier for me to be strong for my friends than for myself. Maybe that's why it's been so hard this time. It's hard to be strong when you don't know who to be strong for. And when you've spent day in and day out worrying in a hospital, besides.
But I have so many friends now, and I need them, then who's to say they don't need me, too?
So I can't mope. Even if I feel like moping, I can't just sit around making a mess of myself. It'll be all right, won't it? It has to be all right. Even if they end up still fighting, even if there are still curses, even if--no, it has to be all right. Perhaps a year from now, it'll be the holiday season again and I'll be writing here just like I am today, looking back on myself right now and thinking, "My goodness, I'm much better off now than I was then. Imagine!" And maybe I'll have lost things along the way, but I'll have gained things, too. Look how far I've come in a year. Perhaps I'll go even farther in the next.
There's only one way to find out, and that way begins by getting out of this house. There's Christmas shopping to be done, and perhaps it'll help me to feel a little more like myself, finding just what I want for all of my friends. It can't hurt to try, of course, and that's just what I'll do.
...Of course, there's something else I'll have to tend to, as well.
[/Private]
Is it really only a little under two weeks until Christmas now? My, how time flies by. I suppose that means it's time to start getting ready, though, doesn't it? Curses or not--and thank goodness, that we seem to be getting back to the usual ridiculous curses lately--Christmas comes but once a year, and it'd be a shame to let it go by without a proper celebration. A year is such a very long time, after all.
So. As Sam mentioned, we're
But of course, Christmas also means presents, and it seems I have a much longer list to fill this year than I have in previous ones. And that's never something to be sad about, really. So it looks as though the errand of the day will have to be shopping...and then, of course, finding a place to hide everything where Sam won't find it and peek at it all in advance. But that's one of the few perks of keeping my room so messy, isn't it?
There. That sounds like a fine way to spend a day, really. And if something bad should happen...well, so be it. It'll be all right.
[Filtered to the Deities//Unhackable]
While I'm sure you're terribly busy, I'd like to speak with one of you, when you have a moment. It's regarding a trade I'd like to make, please.
[/Filter]
[OOC: Christmas shopping seems to be the name of the game today, huh? Feel free to encounter her anywhere in stores or around the Square, since that's where she's going shopping, and feel equally free to get in on some princessly kissin'. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO. ♥]