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Sunday, October 28th, 2007
5:43 pm - Which food would you never even try to taste? What food will you never eat again?
Haggis. It sounds absolutely revolting. I have nothing against Scottish people. I have met quite a few of them, and find most of them charming, but they’re taste of food does not appeal to me. I just cannot fathom eating something that is boiled inside of a sheep’s stomach. Its not just that either. The sheep’s heart, liver, and lungs are in their as well. It just sounds absolutely disgusting. Luckily, I have never come in contact with the dish, and I never wish too. I have asked Scottish people about it and they say that it is absolutely delicious. It may be most delicious thing in the world, but I will never know. I don’t see how it could be. Just thinking about it makes me absolutely ill. I am not one to refuse food, anyone in the ton could tell you that (especially my mum), but that is one food I would refuse. So, no Haggis ever for Penelope Featherington The name even sounds disgusting. Haggis. Ick!

current mood: contemplative

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Sunday, October 7th, 2007
1:01 pm - You've woken up as the opposite sex this morning... now what?
So, I wake up this morning as a male. It’s the strangest thing. I don’t like it. Not only can I not be the same way I have always been with Eloise, but now I know Colin will certainly never love me. Not only is my anatomy quite different but I am beginning to feel different too. I go into my father’s old room, take some of his clothes out to wear and before I leave I look in the mirror. Well, I am quite handsome. I leave the house, hire a hack, and go to Bond street. Ladies are looking at me the way I look at Colin when he is not looking. Then I see him. He looks at me in an interesting way then approaches me. He asks my name, I tell him “Penn”, which is an English boys name. He talks to me for a bit then leaves. Relief floods me. I make my way into a male bookstore and am not thrown out. I smile with delight as I make a purchase. I then wander into a gentleman’s club and find out what pigs men are and how degrading some are to women. I leave. As they day progresses, I find how I miss being female. I close my eyes tightly and sigh. As I go home and get into bed, I do hope the next day I will be myself.

current mood: curious

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Tuesday, September 25th, 2007
6:22 pm - Congratulations! You've been granted one wish. What is it?
My wish would be for Colin Bridgerton to love me. What more is there to it. I have wished it for years, and for it to come true, well… that would be a wish come true. If it actually came true, I may actually die of shock. I have loved Colin for most of my life, as I have told you all before. He likes me. I do not doubt that, but I doubt any match between him and I could be made. Sadly, he has stated that himself. It has not lessened my feelings. Oh, how happy that wish would be. Just to hear him tell me these words would make my life complete. Wishes do backfire though, knowing me this one would, but I seriously doubt that is Colin loved me, I would never make a point to regret the ramifications of it. Here I am rambling. Again, my wish would be Colin Bridgerton loving me!

current mood: hopeful

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Sunday, September 9th, 2007
9:32 pm - What makes someone a hero? What makes someone a villain?
A hero. To me, what makes a hero is someone who does good things for the world and its people. The person is not perfect, of course but they try their best to do as much good as they can. Also, if that person makes a mistake, they will try their best to sort it out to make sure that the mistake is fixed. A hero is also a person who would happily give their life for someone else. To me, that’s what makes a hero.
A villain is a person who cares nothing for anyone but themselves. A villain is a person looking to do wrong and destroy someone else’s happiness whenever they can. A villain is a person who tries to uncover secrets in order to create a scandal to ruin someone’s life. A villain is a selfish and cruel person, and yes, I do have someone in mind. I should stop now. This should answer the question now. I think I shall go and dream of my hero. That will indeed make me happy!

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Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007
8:37 pm - The most vivid dream I've ever had
I have not had a recurring dream, but I have had vivid ones. This one I’m going to describe was my favourite. I was sitting by a crystal blue stream. The sky was blue, the sun was high, and the grass I sat on was as green as emeralds. Then he joined me. Colin Bridgerton. I acknowledged his presence and began to blush. He smiled at me, with his green eyes shining. He sat next to me and took my hand. My heart leapt. He kissed it and his eyes met mine. I sighed inwardly. He stroked my cheek, and I swore it was real. He kissed my cheek, and I wished it were real. Then he gently kissed my lips, and I would have murdered to have it be real. He softly said my name and told me he loved me. I was in heaven. He gently laid me down and began to lean down to kiss me, and then I was awaken by my mother shrieking about something downstairs. I almost cried. I knew it was a dream, but I did not want it to end. I know Colin will never feel that way about me, but it was nice to experience it in a dream

current mood: hopeful

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Sunday, August 5th, 2007
11:08 am - "You've temporarily turned into a child* -- what do you do?"
I wake up early in the morning and realized I have turned into a child. “Has the world around me changed?”
I wonder. I get myself dressed in one of my little dresses and dash downstairs. ”There’s one way to figure this out?’ I say to myself. If I had gone back in time, I knew that my father would be sitting in his study pouring over books and accounts. I slowly open it and there he is. I smile widely and run over to him. He looks at me and smiles gently as he opens his arms for a hug. I embrace and him and place a kiss on his pink cheek. After a few moment I leave him to his work. I run though the house and my mother scolds me to walk, as she walks with my little sister Felicity. My mother asks me to take her out to the garden to play with my older sisters. Philippa and Prudence. We got out and my sisters are playing with dolls. Felicity joins right in. I never did like dolls much so I go in the library and read. As the day progresses I realize that the only thing I have enjoyed about turning back into a child was seeing my father again. I sigh and at the end of the day, I go to bed, hoping that when I wake up, I will be older again.

current mood: complacent

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Monday, July 23rd, 2007
6:03 pm - Which is the more exquisite sensation: revenge, relief, or vindication?
Out of these three, I believe that the most exquisite sensation would have to be relief. I have felt relieved many times and the feeling feels overwhelmingly wonderful. I really don't know how to describe the feeling of it. Its juts the building up of it. It usually comes after I am fearing something greatly, and then when I realize I'm in the clear, a warming feeling rushes over me and my sinuses clear. Its really quite a lovely feeling. The only bad thing about it is the leading up to it. I hate feeling afraid. I feel relieved quite a bit though. I also feel relieved after talking to Colin Bridgerton. He makes me feel like the things I say are not stupid. When he leaves with a smile on his face I always sigh with relief. So, the answer to the question is relief. I believe that is the most exquisite sensation out of these three.

current mood: complacent

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Monday, July 2nd, 2007
7:22 am - It's your moment of triumph! Where are you and what are you doing?
SPOILERS from Julia Quinn's Bridgerton Series. DO NOT READ if you have not finished the series unless you want to be spoiledCollapse )

current mood: accomplished

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Sunday, June 17th, 2007
12:49 pm - Tell me a secret
SPOILERS from Julia Quinn's Bridgerton Series. DO NOT READ if you have not finished the series unless you want to be spoiledCollapse )

current mood: relieved

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Saturday, June 2nd, 2007
12:03 pm - Describe your perfect day.

My perfect day would be waking up around 10 o’clock and getting dressed. I would leave my home without my mother saying I should wear something else, and go to Bruton Street to have tea with The Bridgerton girls. On the way, I would meet up with Colin. He would greet me very gallantly and then we would playfully tease each other as he escorted me to his mother’s residence. When I arrived, we would have tea, cakes, and sugar biscuits. Colin would undoubtedly come in to greet his mother and then have some food. Afterwards, Eloise and I would go to Bond street to go shopping, and then we would go back to her home to talk and giggle about any sort of thing. There would be no parties to attend that night. Eventually, I would need to go back home, and Colin would willingly volunteer to take me home. We would link arms and talk the entire way back to my home. When we reached my home, he would kiss my hand and bid me farewell. I would enter my house, with no interruptions, and then go to bed. What a wonderful day that would be



current mood: happy

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Tuesday, May 29th, 2007
9:27 pm - What I would do differently
That is a hard choice really. I’m not exactly sure. Perhaps I would not be as much as a wallflower as I am now, Perhaps I would argue with my mother about wearing proper colours, or perhaps I would tell Colin Bridgerton how I really feel about him. If I had to choose between the three, I think it would be the arguing with my mother about wearing proper colours. I know it sounds trivial, but, to me, its not. I have to attend parties, musicales (God help me),and balls during the season, and it really hurts having people look at you with laughter in their eyes. As I have said before, my mother picks colours for me that she prefers, but none that suit me. I would love to say “Mother, this colour does not work at all. Why don’t you let me try green just this once? Perhaps a gentleman who is not a Bridgerton will ask me to dance if I wear green?” That would feel grand, but I haven’t the courage to stand up to my mother. Not many do. I know I am sounding like a total chit, but if I am forced to go to such events, should I not be allowed to look the least bit attractive? So I suppose that answers the question. I would argue with my mother about wearing proper colours. But on second thought, telling Colin how I feel would be a good idea as well, but alas…. I am too shy. Maybe I shall do it sometime.

current mood: thoughtful

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Sunday, May 13th, 2007
2:12 pm - Mommy/Mummy

My Mother, Portia Featherington, is a very, well, interesting person. Do not get me wrong, I love her dearly, but I’m not so sure that she loves me as much as I do her. I believe sometimes, she is ashamed of me. She believes she knows what is best for my sisters and I. My two older sisters are married, and my younger sister and I are still not married. I fear she has lost all hope in me, and is now focusing all her attention on my younger sister, Felicity. I do not mind, but, I do wish mother thought of me as she does my sisters. When I first came out, she would dress me in ghastly colours. She used to dress me in yellow, which was horrible for my colouring. She’d say “Yellow is a happy colour, which makes a happy girl”. She would also dress me in red and oranges. I was once quoted by ‘Lady Whistledown’, a society gossip columnist, that I resembled an overripe piece of citrus fruit. She was correct, but my mother paid no attention to it. I look fine in green, but mother said that green is a gloomy colour. I believe that my mother thinks the worst of me. If something goes wrong, she usually says “Penelope Featherington, what have you done now?”. I am indeed clumsy, but not everything is my fault. As I have said, I adore my mother with all of my heart. I just wish one day, she will be proud to call me her daughter.



current mood: discontent

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Friday, May 4th, 2007
9:01 pm - Who has made you smile recently?

Colin Bridgerton. No question about it. He always makes me smile (except when he mentions to his brother’s that he will not marry me when he doesn’t know I am listening). He will always find humor in almost any situation. When we first met, he fell off a horse because my bonnet flew in his face. He started laughing, causing me to smile. I smile whenever I am around him. His smile is contagious. He most recently met me at his mother’s ball. He was returning from a trip he had taken to Cyprus. I was eating an éclair and when he came up to me, he scared me, and éclair cream squirted out and nearly hit him. We broke the ice making conversation and his witty remarks about why he visited Cyprus made me smile. He also dared me to do something, Which I did, and the he said I shouldn’t have. Then I realized he had played a joke on me, which made me smile even more. I enjoy his company and the things that he does to bring a smile to my face. Luckily, Colin doesn’t know that the smiles that he see’s on my face are full of love. Maybe one day he’ll notice, but until then, I shall wait. Colin has always made me smile, and I know he shall continue to do so.




current mood: in love

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Sunday, April 29th, 2007
12:52 pm - Tell the story of one of your past scars

I have no physical scars, but emotional scars, There are plenty. The one thing that comes to my mind is when I heard Colin Bridgerton say that he would never marry me. I was on my way out of the Bridgerton’s house one day and I overheard Colin talking to his brothers. Then he uttered the words “ and I am certainly not going to marry Penelope Featherington!”. An “Oh” escaped my lips, and his two brothers and him noticed me. Colin looked horrified. I pretended as if it didn’t hurt me, although I’m sure I did not hide it well. He told me that he had never asked me to marry him, and I told him that I didn’t recall ever telling anyone that I wanted him to ask me. I went on to basically say that it did not hurt my feelings, and that I didn’t want to marry his brother, Benedict. I asked Benedict if it hurt his feeling and he said it did not. I put on the most convincing smile I could, and then his older brother, Anthony, who is Viscount Bridgerton, ( and the only Bridgerton brother that was married when this occurred) walked me home. Not only was I extremely mortified, but it broke my heart. Luckily, Colin still converses with me and the subject of that event has never been brought up. Perhaps Colin has forgotten it, but those words he uttered will haunt me for the rest of my days.



current mood: uncomfortable

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Thursday, April 26th, 2007
8:02 pm

My best friend would have to be Eloise Bridgerton. We both debuted at the same time and have gone through several seasons together and have yet to be married (although she has received several proposals). Our mother's continue to pair us up with worthy gentleman so we can get married, although my mother is a bit pushier than hers. We are a team, Eloise and I. I am very close to her family and I am invited to tea several times a week. Her family and I get on splendidly together. Eloise and I share everything with each other, but there are two secrets I can never tell her. Perhaps I can sometime, when the time is right, but not now. Eloise and I feel the same about the ton and hate how some people of the ton treat others, especially those who are destined to be spinsters. .Perhaps we are destined to be spinsters, but no matter what, we shall remain friends. 

Muse: Penelope Featherington
Fandom: Romancing Mister Bridgerton by Julia Quinn(The Bridgerton Series)
Words: 163



current mood: contemplative

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