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Mood: Sigh...

Act Three Scene i: Banquo ponders the prophecy and that the first came true, so maybe the second will as well. Macbeth comes to the banquet in king's attire. He excuses everyone from dinner and later thinks to himself about his fear of Banquo becoming the next heir after himself.

Act Three Scene ii: After killing Duncan, Macbeth still doesn't think it's enough and tells his wife that they need to make Banquo feel safe so that he may become his next victim. He also thinks of killing the other threats to the throne.

Act Three scene iii: The murderers track down Banquo and Fleance and succeed at killing Banquo, but his son escapes and the murderers head back towards the castle to tell Macbeth the news.

Act Three scene iv: Macbeth and Lady Macbeth go to dinner dressed as King and Queen. Macbeth hears the news of Fleance's escape and later sees Banquo's ghost and the dinner guests begin to think him as crazy.

Act Three scene v: Hecate hears about what the witches told Macbeth and she orders them to tell Macbeth false prophecies in order to confuse him when he comes the next day.

Act Three scene vi: Lennox discusses with another lord that Fleance is blamed for Banquo's death and that Macbeth is the suspect for the murders of Duncan and Banquo. Macbeth prepares for war.

...Created 2008-03-03 16:21:57

dotsJournal: intolerancedots
Mood: Thinking...

life is much simpler than you think...

...Created 2008-02-22 20:55:39

dotsJournal: Emotiondots
Mood: Tired

There's nothing realy much to say. I haven't checked my page on here for a very long time. I've just been a mess lately. Confused about everything. Single for too long and it's driving me completely insane.

...Created 2007-03-02 19:33:30

dotsJournal: Agesdots
Mood: Depressed

Wow, the last time I wrote a blog entry on this was august 8, 2005. That's nearly an entire year ago. I haven't been on here in over 74 days, so to be here still is quite a shock for me. I really like this site and I think it's time I posted a new entry.

...Created 2006-08-01 08:52:33

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Overwhelmed

Torn between two things. My heart and my mind.
What do I do? What do you think? Should I follow my heart or follow my mind? Seems pretty obvious, but to whom my heart points towards. I do not know if my trust for him is there?

...Created 2005-08-08 06:38:12

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Depressed

Hidden Feelings
Beaneath the twilight sky
The very sky
You look up into as I do

I was a member of the past
Standing next to you.
It occurred to me
That you're feelings weren't the same

So fuck it
Let it go
But hidden feelings of mine never show.

...Created 2005-06-24 08:15:02

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Confused

Like I was supposed to do that task on Ruesday, then I chnaged it to Wednesday, and then it's going to be Thursday, but I guess I have to do it today. Maybe I hsould call this morning and get it over with because I am just wasting my time. Okay, good plan. Have fun.

...Created 2005-06-24 08:01:24

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Straightening things out...

Okay, yeah you knew yesterday's plan. Call Victor, tel him the news that I want to end this talking thing and anything we might have had or ever will have. But I coulnd;t do it. I don't know why, but at least he has some of an idea that I do need to talk about something important. But my plan was to end it today for sure, but i guess it will have to wait tomorrow unless he calls me from Dorney Park today, and I'll just come out with it. I have to say it. I have never felt so alive until I met him and now I have to throw it all away. . .

...Created 2005-06-22 08:52:19

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Depressed

Okay, so I actually found out that people read my journals. I didn't think anyone didi, so I just didn;t write them anymore. I have had writer's block for such a long time. It sucks so bad. Tomorrow or today is a big day in my mind. There are som things I just need to say.

I am going to have to tell Victor that I can't talk to him anymore. I know it sounds stupid because there isn't much of a reason behind it, but there is. He doesn't care anyway. He could never be together because it looks like he doesn;t want to be. It makes me want to cry and I hate it. I'll just have to say, Victor, I need to say this thing. Umm... we can't talk anymore. And he might say why and I will just have to say, we won;t see each other again anyway. And I need to get on with my life because you don;t have time for me. So I guess it's goodbye. Like forver. Never to talk or to see each other ever. I just hate it. It makes me cry. I remember I cried 5 times before school ended because I knew I would never see my friends again and I would never see him and I wrote him that letter and I cried as I wrote it. I can't believe I made it so dramatic because I never give letters to guys because I know what happens. They show it all of their guy friends and they all come up and laugh at the person who wrote like little immature idiots. Believe me, it has happened before.

Listening to sad music and it makes me really wanmt to dramatize my life again, but I don;t have the time or the tears to take the time to waste over something as stupid as this. I remember putting inthat letter at the end that it said
Victor, I think I may have even loved you. I know how cliché and stupid that sounds but it's the god-given truth, and I knwo it's the end from every angle and I know that I never had a chance from the beginning but I'm just like that, I don;t give up on things. Even though I Know there is no hope, I don;t give up. I just can't. I'm scared to let go of someone I have felt like I needed but honestly, I guess I didn't need him because I know as soon as next year starts I'll be walking down those halls again for nothing, starting some retarded relationshoip, thinking it weas the world to me, when it won;t be. And I just feel so vulnerable, so I guess that;s all I can say.

...Created 2005-06-21 18:15:17

dotsJournal: dots
Mood: Straightening things out...

Victor, Victor, Victor, tsk tsk tsk. I'll never have him at this rate. Oh well, I never will have him anyway

...Created 2005-05-28 12:11:00