Wednesday, August 19, 2009
How do things always seem to figure themselves out?
Something smells fishy around here. The last I remember of the day's events is arguing with Hermia through the forest, being angry at the two gentlemen and Hermia for mocking me. We all stormed off in different directions and I suddenly found myself alone, where I laid my pretty head down to sleep. And as sleep engulfed me, I hoped and prayed that everything will be fixed in the morning, that everything will make sense again. It strangely seems as if someone was there, right beside me - watching over me, at that time, and answered my prayers. I could swear that I was physically alone the night before, yet, when the break of dawn came around, I was awoke and found myself in Demetrius' arms with the other happy couple beside me!
Stanger events have not happened to me in this life. But thankfully I don't seem to be the only one who felt like I dreamt the whole thing up. The others felt confused as well, even to the extent of hallucinating that the duke and Hippolyta was with us at one point in time!
Well, what I'm most pleased about is that Demetrius has changed his mind and claims he is in love with me! Claim, some of you might say, is not a good word to use for love. And why?, and how did it happen? I wouldn't say I'm not in the least bit curious, but... I've been waiting for this all my life. So why, I ask of you, should I doubt his confession?
The course of true love never did run smooth...
Labels: Act 4. Joo Hwee.
