I forgot to mention this will be a book-based fic, i.e. no carting off everyone to helms deep. Also I'm aware that February only has 28 days but according to Tolkien and the dates of all the events and such. February has 30 days, so I'm just using his way. But either way I've screwed up the dates so whatever!

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2 March

130lbs., countries to run 1 (oh dear)

9:00 PM Oh dear, oh bugger, oh bloody bloody hell! Woke up this morning in state of euphoria at the thought of spending another day around sexy Aragorn. But instead have ended up alone with whole country to run while the men have gone off to fight. Why was I not asked to go fight??? Why didn't aragorn insist I come along?? Why does he not want me?? Oh no, it must have been at the big good-bye whine ceremony thing. Hate tradition, stupid old-fashioned stuffy tradition. Why did I think presenting the whine cup would be a good idea?? Of course I did all right with my uncle, really good actually was all serious and royal like. Unfortunately was feeling so confident that I decided to go to aragorn next with whine cup and give him a "sexy look" as I'm quite sure we've been flirting for the past two days. Summed up all my inner poise and went over to him and said "Hail Aragorn Son of Arathorn!" and shot him my sexy look. I think he said something but I was to busy looking sexy to notice. Then he just starred at me. for like 5 minutes! And then it was awkward and he just walked away. Why must I be repulsive to all men????

And then as if it could get any worse, I've been left in charge of rohan! I can't run a country. I can't even keep my shoes organized! And now am expected to organize the people and lead them to some camp. Can't feel all bad about it though, the people were really touching. Just as they were about to set out uncle Theoden came out asking for some one to stay behind. In manner of small children in grade school no one raised their hands. Was expecting uncle theoden to call out "If no one volunteers I'll just pick some one!" but instead he just said, "Is there none whom you would name? In whom do my people trust?" To which the lovely Hama replied
"In the house of eorl!" And he was talking about me!! Really do love Hama, perhaps shall send him a card as a token of gratitude. And maybe some chocolates as well. It was all very sweet what he said about me,
"I said not Eomer, and he is not the last. There is Eowyn daughter of Eomund, his sister. She is fearless and high-hearted. All love her."

I stopped listening after that, was to busy whipping tears away from my face. Slight embarrassment over crying in front of aragorn totally eclipsed by overwhelming love of my people. Maybe I really am special. Maybe there isn't anything wrong with me at all. Maybe in fact I am person to look up to and admire! Of course I am! Why else would they pick me as their leader? Because I am strong, confidant, woman. Really was very silly of me to obsess about aragorn so much. From now on I shall think only of my people, who have so graciously elected me their leader in these grave times of distress. I shall not think about sexy rangers to preoccupied with war to even notice me. No longer will I be reduced to sniveling schoolgirl. This is excellent progress in new life.

10:45 PM

I wonder what Aragorn's doing now.