Disclaimer: Awww! You guys are so sweet! You actually think its mine? Well, thanks for the trust, but I've been lying to you. It all belongs to Mr. J.R.R. Tolkien (though I must confess, I did sorta give him some ideas :P Yah right.).

A/N: I'm gonna go back to the daily entries—I meant to with the last chapter, but I kinda sorta forgot to. lol And I'm sorry I didn't update sooner—I'm a lousy author and I need to stop lying. :P

Reviews:

Mystical Full Moon Maiden: Well, I updated. Not exactly soon, though. :'( No, wait! I did update soon! It's only been six days! Wahoo! I'm so awesome! dances around room crazily in special little circle. lol And it was funnier! Yes! Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! … Erm, OK. I think I should stop now—I get the feeling I'm starting to scare some people. nods from around world OK, fine. I'm done. :D

Elizabeth Aiken: You better! I'm nice, I updated…soon. (yah right ;)), so you must update! strikes special pose and pretends to be Gandalf Don't ask. I think there was something in the food tonight…something not so good for me.

Legolas's Girl 9: Mary Sue? Where, whe—oh. Right. Ireth. Whoops? Forgot about her for a moment! lol just kidding. Me? Forget about…yeah. OK. Moving on…… sigh. I need some serious help—not only with my psycho self, but also with my, ahem, memory. wipes tear from eye It's not fair! I want a memory! Must go visit Wizard of Oz now.

lathalian: I know. It makes sense, doesn't it. Usually, they just hang out with buddies who come with them. But I think it makes sense that if they're popping in, others should be popping in at the same time. I'm such a genous! pats self on back, feeling very special and happy. Don't say anything to make me stop feeling special! ;)

Another A/N: Wow. I really am feeling kinda special tonight, aren't I? looks at scary reviewer responses Icky. That in itself could scare a lot of people off! I need to go see a counselor—fast! Tee-hee. Enjoy the story, everybody!

Sunday, March 8

Oh. My. Word. What are we doing? Why am I here? Why is Ireth the only person who understands English? Why can't I be home sleeping:( I don't like this game anymore! Ireth is making me go with her and the Aragorn guy and the elf, Legolas, and Gimli, the dwarf. They're going to some place to get some recruits for some impending battle.

bangs head against diary. I don't like this game anymore! A battle? Seriously. What did I do to deserve this? I'm just an average teenager who likes to spend time with her friends. I don't wanna fight! People get killed when they fight. This sucks…big time.

Ireth is getting really weird, too. She's, like, hanging over L & A. And she's making them help her with her "swordsmanship" and her "shooting practice." Huh? She thinks she's, like, Xena, Warrior Princess or something! Not only does she have the perfect body, she can sing (and she's not afraid to let us know, either. :( ), she's an excellent cook, and now, she can fight! I have never met a more sickeningly perfect person in my life! Seriously—she's so perfect she makes me sick.

Now Gimli, on the other hand, now he is awesome. I can't really understand him to well, but I guess Ireth taught him a little English. So that gave me a starting point, and I can converse limitedly with him in both English and Dwarvish. (Is that even a word, "Dwarvish?" I don't know what else to call it. So, I guess that works, right?) Anyways. So, he's trying to teach me how to defend myself with an axe. Now. A little note about axes. Those things are HUGE! I'm not even kidding—it has to weigh almost as much as I do! (And I'm not the smallest person, in case you were wondering.) It's, like, almost impossible for me to move! I mean, I can drag it, but unless someone jumps on top of it, that isn't going to do me much good. I kinda feel bad for the guy. Here he is, trying to help me out, and all I can do, basically, is stare wide mouthed at him and his axe.

OMG! This place we're camped out is, like, really freaky! It's by this mountain. And the mountain is really misty, and there isn't hardly any vegetation. I can't quite figure out what it is that makes me so nervous, but the place is really unnerving. And it isn't just me—the horses are freaking out too. I really don't like it here.

I'm going to go to sleep now; apparently we have "a big day tomorrow." Yah, whatever Ireth.

Mary Sue