Will the Friars plan work?

Thank goodness the Friar knows what to do. If not I would have drawn that knife from my robe...and with that knife I'll help it presently. At least he already knew my grief and gave me the plan. He has given me this small bottle of distilled liquid. He told me to drink it tomorrow night. Then once I have drunken it the liquid will presently run through all thy veins shall run a cold and drowsy humor, for no pulse. Nothing will indicate that I am alive. I will remain there for forty-two hours, and then awake as from a pleasant sleep. Then there my Romeo will be to take me away with him.

But, now that its time to use this potion, will it work? What happens if it is actually a poison and the friar has given it to me to kill me so he can protect his name, as he married Romeo and I. What happens if I wake, and I'm stuck in the Tomb and Romeo has not come to my rescue yet? Then I will suffocate in the Vault and die. There I will die, were my ancestors will haunt me. Worst of all what happens if the potion dose not even work and I will never see my Romeo again and I will have to marry pairs! But I need to be with my Romeo, everything is worse without my Romeo. I would take my life for you my sweet Romeo.

Romeo, I come! This do I drink to thee.

My love gone, and a marriage on it's way.

I can not believe I just said goodbye to my one true love Romeo. Why must my parents come to tell me such bad news. He did not have to go so quickly....wilt thou be gone? It is not yet near day. Is that it for us? O, by this count I shall be much in years. Ere I again behold my Romeo. 

My love is gone and my parents come in to tell me that they have arranged the wedding to Paris. How dare they do this without asking me first. I just said goodbye to Romeo and now I am planning a wedding to Paris. No no, this is not meant to be. Paris is not my one true love, and proud can I never be of what I hate, but thankful even for hate that is meant love. How dare my parents act towards me like this. Has God no pity for me? Why can't they just postpone the marriage for a month, a week, or, if they don't, they will have to prepare a bridal bed in the tomb where Tybalt lies.

Oh no! How can I stop this wedding? I am married to Romeo, and my husband is on earth, my faith in heaven. At least the Nurse always knows what to do. I'll be off to Friar Lawrence's cell, just like my nurse said. I will tell my mother, that having upset my father, I've gone to his cell, to make confession and be absolved. 

Will the Frair know what to do? Oh I hope he does...or if all else fail, myself have power to die. 

My cousin dead, my husband banished...

Romeo has killed Tybalt, but Tybalt would have killed Romeo. Oh why must the nurse bring such bad news. Why should the nurse talk about my husband like that, calling him selfish and an un-loyal man? May her tongue be blistered for saying that. Even though my husband killed my cousin, he did it to stay alive. I know he is a loyal man and would not have done that for no reason.

But now my Romeo is banished. That 'banished', that one word 'banished', is as bad as ten thousand slaughtered Tybalts. Just when I thought things were working out. Why didn't the nurse just tell me everyone else died as well? That would have provoked the normal flood of tears. Can things get any worse. Now there is never ever a chance of telling my parents I married Romeo as he killed my cousin. 

Oh he is a damned saint, and honorable villain. A dove feathered raven, wolfish - ravening lamb! What am I talking about, he only killed him to stay alive. But what am I meant to do now, my cousin is killed and my Romeo is banished. I do hope Nurse finds Romeo, or my tears will flood my whole bedroom.  Why must this happen to me, things are finally working out and then this happens. Why must Romeo and Tybalt be so stupid to fight. Will anything get better, or will things just become worse....? Is this the end for Romeo and I? Will I have to now marry Paris? 

Married to my one true love at last.

Today was the happiest day of my life. Things seem to be working out better than I thought. I married someone I truly love, not someone I was forced too. The moment I laid eyes on Romeo standing with friar Lawrence I knew we would finally be married in holy matrimony. I couldn't keep myself from him, I just wanted to spend every minute next to him and to be able to call him my husband. It has only been 24 hours since I met Romeo, but my true love has grown so vastly rich I couldn't calculate half of it. Finally, today is the day that Friar Lawrence has made this union complete under the eyes of God.  This gift of true love will never happen in my lifetime again and as Romeo says Ah Juliet, if the measure of thy joy be heaped like mine, and that thy skill be more. 

Nurse oh Nurse, just tell me what he said?

Oh how I love thee my nurse, but she does seem to annoy me sometimes. If I had waited any longer for her to bring back the news from Romeo I would have gone crazy...the clock was striking nine when I sent the nurse and she promised to back in half an hour. She definitely was not half an hour. Thank God she got to see Romeo and thank God she brought back good news. She had scared me when she said..well, you've made a silly choice. But when she told me to go to Friar Lawrence cell, my heart exploded with happiness! Oh, how everything seems to be working out. Geez, that nurse can get on my nerves when she didn't tell me what was happening but I must say she is a very good nurse! Like my nurse says...Romeo is an honorable, courteous, kind, handsome and no doubt virtuous gentlemen. But I must get going now, I have to go to church. Maybe things are working out better than I thought! Off to good fortune!

Oh, Romeo, Romeo! Wherefore art thou Romeo?

You know it is dark or you could see me blush because you heard me talking about you. If I followed proper etiquette, I'd deny I ever said it. But who cares about etiquette! Do you love me? Don't say yes unless you really mean it. If you think that I am too easy,  I will play hard to get so you can keep wooing my affections. The truth is I am foolishly in love with you, and you might not take me seriously. But trust me, and I will prove myself to be more faithful than those who know how to play hard to get. I would have been more distant I must confess, but since you allude overheard me confess my love for you, there is not point to be.

Why must you be Romeo? Why must I be a Capulet and why must he be a Montague. It comes to find me....but will I always be able to see him. If the kinsmen find thee here he will be killed. Not only is my one true love my families enemy but now I cant even see him without the risk of him being killed. I know he is the one as even when he was hiding I could recognize his voice even though I haven't heard it one hundred times.  

He is such a gentleman that he swore that if he could just write his name on a piece of paper and rip it up, so he could never be called a Montague again, he would. As it does not matter to him as I am his one true love. If only that was true. Oh I really do love him...why do things have to be so complicated.

We have swore that we would meet again the next day, at the same place to get married. I told him that if your object is marriage, send me a work tomorrow  (I will arrange a messenger) where and when you'll go through the ceremony. I wonder if he would really agree to this...oh I hope he does. Will everything go to plan? Will I be married to my one true love tomorrow?

My only love sprung from my only hate!

Why oh why does my true love have to be my only enemy. Oh Romeo why did I have to meet you tonight. He is kind and gentle...oh why does this have to be. When I first saw him it was like it was meant to be. Behind that mask was true beauty and I fell in love with that face from the moment I saw it. Will this love be dammed because he is a Montague. It was too early seen unknown, and known too late. Will these feelings stay or will they fade away.

He was sweet and kissed as if it was two holy praying hands....he wanted to let lips do what hands do. Now that I know you are a Capulet my life can never be complete. How disastrous that my first true love be my only enemy...my only love sprung from my only hate.   Maybe it will work out, maybe this could help the feud between the families but this is only if I see him again. Oh I do hope I do.... . It was meant to be..or maybe it wasn't. Oh why must I love a loathed enemy. 

My heart starts racing when I hear my love Romeo's name. Butterflies roam in my stomach when I recall the memories. His lips so gentle and his eyes as blue as the deep ocean.

Marriage awaits me..

I can't believe my mother has even brought up the topic of marriage! I'm 14 in a fortnight and mother is already thinking about marriage? The topic of marriage has never really crossed my mind. It's an honor I don't dream about.... She tells me that a young man, Paris, wants to ask my hand in marriage. What happens if I do not like this man? What if we're completely different? Will marriage still await me with a man I do not love...?

If I do actually like this man, I guess I will marry him... if looking leads to liking, but if I do not, I will not commit myself to a future with someone with whom I am not in love with.  Really, I only want to make my nurse happy and she wishes to see me married. She's overjoyed at the idea that a man wants to marry me! I do not wish to disappoint her. I hope this man, Paris, is someone I can love; someone who I can spend my life with. I've heard of him once, now I am off to meet him tonight. Will my eyes be pleasantly surprised...?

I know that girls my age are already mothers, but I do not want to be like that. I want to marry someone I love; not someone I am forced to or have to grow to love. But like I said, I do not want to disappoint my parents and my nurse. Maybe Paris is a great young man, and that when our eyes meet, I will instantly fall in love. Oh, I do hope this is the case. Well, the guests have arrived and Paris awaits for my arrival. I do hope this is one happy night...