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Sunday, August 16, 2009
The man of my dreams, or my bestfriend? I choose the former.
I stumbled upon Hermia's presence today. Thy lady told me a secret that I really can't keep. Fair Hermia told me that to the woods they will flee, Lysander and thee. When dawn breaks two days from now, her romance with Lysander will no longer be in Athen's history. Lysander being her only love, will be enough for them both... even in some place surreal. In Athen's gates, they will no longer be. As much as I wish them happiness, why can't it be me. O to my fate, I'm resigned.

We've been friends for long, Hermia and I, yet I feel resentful she has the love of two perfectly fine gentleman. I couldn't care less for Lysander, but how dare she! How dare she bewitch Demetrius, which I have to say once was mine. And mocking, was she?, when she called me fair! Ironically, even though I'm known as the fairest in Athens, Demetrius would only look at Hermia's fair! How fair is that? I ask of you. Everything I do is rubbish in his eyes, yet everything Hermia touches seemingly turns to gold! Therefore, I have to do justice for myself, revealing Hermia's secret will surely make me seem more pleasing in Demetius' eye!

Demetrius' love is one thing I can't resist. So dear Hermia, forgiveness, is all I beg of you.

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