Monday, July 5, 1565
12 o'clock
Dear Diary,
I'm so worried that I thought I tell thee about it in hopes that my ill-found fears will go away. It's been more than three hours since I send Nurse to find Romeo. She promised to return in half an hour. What if she cannot meet him? What if Nurse is hurt and cannot get to Romeo? What if Romeo is hurt and nowhere to be found? Oh, that is not it. Nurse is old and lame. If she had years taken off her and warm youthful blood, she would have met Romeo already and be back hours ago. I hear something. Perhaps it is Nurse. It is Nurse! Just a minute ago, I was a nervous wreck. Now I am scared and dreadful that Romeo doesn't want to marry me. I will go back and ask what news Romeo has told Nurse. Then I will right to you whether the news is good or bad.
Oh, happy day! The news was good! Nurse stalled me for awhile, and I grew very impatient. Then Nurse told me to make an excuse for shrift and head down to Friar Laurence's cell where stays Romeo who shall make me a wife. Oh, happy day! Oh, joyful times! The news was good after all! I must end my entry here because I have to get ready soon. Oh, how I wish I could tell you more, but I can't unless I want to be late. After my marriage, I will tell you about my marriage to Romeo.
Good-bye but for not too long,
Juliet