Hamlet is safe... for now

I have been watching over Hamlet like a hawk and THANK GOODNESS he is okay! He was taken captive by some pirates and was treated very viciously by these barbaric ocean goers. Thanfully, their revengeful and no mercy lifestyle helped them to support Hamlet's plans for revenge. Hamlet never made it to England and even though it sounds like a rough situation to be captured by pirates, this is probably the best thing that could have happened. He would have been killed if he had made it to England but everything worked out just right. At least for now..

Unable to help

My dearest Hamlet has been shipped off to England by the less than considerate Claudius. Little does Hamlet, Claudius has sent him off in order to be killed! I wish more than anything that I could warn him of this inevitable fate. I am still pretty pissed about him killing my father, but I have recently received word that this was an accident. I surely hope that Hamlet will make it out alive and seek revenge on the man that he meant to kill the night he slayed my father! I will update more later... <3 Ophelia

Insanity drowned me

The loss of my father by murder that was committed by the man that I love had driven me to the most extreme edges of complete and total insanity. I made a fool of myself in the presence of others and I am now quite embarrassed by my actions, even though I had no control over them. I drowned. It is simply that. My insanity had taken over my entire being and drowning was one of the things that I had absolutely no control over. The mind is a powerful thing that I still have not figured out. I never would have chosen to die if delirium had not controlled my body like it did.

MY WORLD HAS COME CRASHING DOWN

Lalalalala They bore him barefac's on the beir. HEY NON NONY, NONY, HEY NONY! And on his grave rain'd many a tear. Lalalalala Ohh what a life. I am the small flower of the world wilting at this very moment. Under my umbrellaaaaaaa ella ella ay ay ay! I'm outtt.
<3( )PI-IEI_ IA

Mourning

MY FATHER HAS BEEN SLAIN! I cannot control my emotions no matter how hard I try. It is so hard to believe that my father is dead and even harder to believe that the man I love is responsible for the murder. Hamlet told me he loved me, and then killed my father!!?? Everything is happening like a whirlwind and I'm caught in the middle. My love is crazy, my father is dead. What's next? =(

--Until next time (if I make it until then) <3>

The Production

I was super excited about Hamlet's play that I went out and bought a brand new dress. I arrived at the play only to find my love in a complete frenzy of insanity. He ran through the crowd to me and instead of tenderly speaking to me like I had hoped, he simply asked me if he could lay on my lap loud enough for everyone to hear. I feel as if Hamlet has gone off the deep end for sure this time. I wish there was something I could do but every time I try to be there for him he pulls me into his emotional state of dispair and delirium. I hope that all of this passes and Hamlet can focus on me once and for all!

My dearest

It's official. Hamlet has pretty much proclaimed his craziness to everyone! I know that he looooves me but I am super worried about his behavior. I wonder what will come of this strange time in Hamlet's life. My father has spoken with Claudius about his nephew/step-son's crazed state. Hopefully one of us can knock some sense into this guy!!

My love has gone crazy

Today Hamlet barged into my sewing closet and acted a fool. He grabbed me in violence, shook all over, and was pretty close to foaming at the mouth. Normally Hamlet would come into my presence and proclaim his love for me, but this meeting was quite frightening. I could hardly move. The strength and anger controlling my love frightened me to tears. I had to inform my father. Hamlet has gone crazy and my love for him is leading me into dispair.

Fatherly and brotherly advice

Today I had a talk with both my brother, Laertes, and my father, Polonius. Laertes knows that I am very in love with Hamlet and provided me with the advice that Hamlet is very busy as prince of Denmark and probably has little time for relationships. I know that Hamlet loves me, but I do understand that he cannot marry just anyone because of his royal status. I respect my brother for his thoughtful advice but i plan to further pursue Hamlet. Later, my father came to give me advice on Hamlet, as well. His advice was not quite as sugar-coated as my dear brother's. Father told me that my love for Hamlet was not real and that I should completely stay away from my true love. I know Hamlet has love for me as I do for him, but father refuses to believe this. I know that being a fatherly figure and keeping me out of sexual situations is my father's main goal, even if it means disregarding my true feelings.