A/N: I'm truly sorry this took so long to update! Thank-you all for your patience! Kisses! lol
Review Responses:
Nota Lone: I love mountains! Not that I've ever been on one in real life. But I pretend I'm on them! Does that count? lol
Legolas' Girl 9: Yes. I'd been sitting there, and I was like, "You know what? I don't think anyone has ever mentioned that! What would you do if you were stuck in the wilderness with no...feminine products?" So I decided to find out. :D
Mystical Full Moon Maiden: I think the world shall end. That would be interesting, wouldn't it? Oh no! It's here! World, die! Mwah-hah-hah. blush sorry. Oooh. Barrel-racing bareback...I'd fall off. I can tell you that without even thinking. Cuz I have no sense of balance. Wooh-hoo! Go me! lol
March 10
Dear Diary,
If I EVER even think of going to Ireth for any sort of advice or help AGAIN, I kid you not, I will seriously KILL myself! You know what she did when I told her my fears? She laughed. That's right. The little…Bitch laughed at me! Just who does she think she is? I mean, seriously. It isn't like she doesn't go through the same trials…although, now that I think about it, she does act a little less than human. Maybe she's some alien out to destroy all life! That must be it. She's a phony. I knew it. Anyways. So, here she is, going hysterical because, you know, I'm in such a predicament and it will never happen to her, and prissy-poo L comes up to her and asks what is making her laugh. And she TOLD him! (At least, I'm assuming she told him…it wasn't like I understood or anything.) Of course, he seemed to find this amusing too. So now, probably the entire world knows. Because he sure as hey can't keep his mouth shut.
We crossed a river to day—A called it Ringló. At least, I think that's its name. He could have been congratulating on my impending crisis for all I know. But he pointed it and said "Ringló." So I don't think he wasn't insulting me. It was obviously just a friendly informative. Nothing insulting at all. I shouldn't worry about it.
Actually, A is the only one acting as if nothing's changed—he's treating me normal. At least, as normal as he's ever treated me. And Gimli, I guess, isn't being too bad. Although he does keep guffawing whenever I step within a 10-foot radius of his body. So, I'm not even talking to him. He doesn't deserve my graces.
A has apparently taken it upon himself to teach me how to use a sword. I don't think he appreciates Gimli's axe teaching techniques. So, I had to swing a sword. He almost killed me! Truly, I think he was aiming for my frickin head! But aside from an aneurysm, I think I should be just fine! And my ribs kinda hurt to. But he only hit them twice, and I think he was softening his blows after he got me in the head, so I doubt they're broken. I wonder how he'd like it if I took a sword to his skull? Or maybe I could draft the uses of Gimli and his sword… and interesting idea.
Peace, love, and bubble-gum!
Mary-Sue