Sarah's Diary

Sarah’s Diary 2010

Jan 1st 2010

Happy New Year, Diary! I decided 2010 deserves a new journal!

This is going to be THE year!

This fall, I will be starting my Senior Year of College.

This is also the year Mom is letting me move off campus – No more dorm room!

Yay!!

Maybe I’ll even meet a nice guy…hey! I can dream!

Who knows what all might happen?!?!

Jan 3rd. 2010

OK, Diary, I really like John Pratt from my Southeast Asian Politics class.

Why doesn’t he notice me??

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January 5th 2010

Nope, still didn’t notice me.

Going to the Kendo Club tonight to practice with Master Murden.

He says I need to work on my footwork… WTF?

What is he smoking?!? My footwork rocks! I have no idea what he’s talking about.

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Feb 9th 2010

I think I caught John looking at me in class today. I’m almost sure of it.

OK. He might have been looking at Susan…What in the world was she wearing, anyway? She shouldn’t have that much exposed cleavage in February…it might totally freeze off…seriously…

Master Murden canceled practice for the rest of the week. I think someone died…I dunno…I was trying to organize my class notes at the time he called…something about an “unexpected death”…someone’s “not ready”…there’s going to be a “life change”…something…

No clue what he was talking about…

He must of lost someone really close to him…maybe a brother (did he have a brother?) ..because he was very upset…

I guess I’ll find out when he gets back…

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Feb 14th 2010

I hate Valentine’s Day. Just saying…

I think John and Susan are dating now…they gave each other goo-goo eyes all through class…

(sigh)

I hope they both fail…would serve them right…

Master Murden is back in town. He says it’s important that we meet soon…

What? Is he afraid that I forgot everything he taught me in just 4 days?!?

Whatever…
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Feb 15th 2010

OK, Diary. I met with Master Murden tonight and I think he’s totally lost his mind.

He says the guy who died wasn’t his brother, but he was this modern day knight…and get this…he says the guy worked for a bunch of fairies!! And now the fairies want me to take the job.

He says I’m supposed to meet the fairy queen tomorrow…and that I should dress up and look nice…

OK. If I hadn’t known Master Murden since I was 12, I would have sprayed him in the eyes with mace and run as fast as I could…

So, I told him I’d go…but MAN!! If he takes me to some strange sex party, I’m telling my Dad…and he’ll totally kick his ass!!

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Feb 16th 2010

OK, Diary. Now I’ve totally lost my mind.

So, Master Murden picked me up at the dorm this evening.

At his request, I put on my best dress ($29.99 at H&M!!) and a little makeup.

I was a little confused at first when he ended up taking me to the Gibbes Museum of Art in Charleston’s historic district.

He picked up two tickets to the loaner collection on the second floor and headed towards the elevator.

Well, that worked for me, because I’d been meaning to stop by and see the new collection for months anyway…but here’s where it got really weird…

Master Murden insisted we take the elevator even though it was just one short flight of stairs (lazy bastard!). When we got inside, he pulled a shiny brass key out of his pocket and put it into the keyhole on the console.

The elevator immediately started moving. The numbers in the elevator blinked “1”…then “2” and didn’t stop. Did I mention it was a two-story house?

So, the elevators open up and I swear we were in the middle of a rainforest!!

There were trees…everywhere…AND…the freakiest part? It was bright as day!! It had to be past 8pm…but there we were…standing inside of a freakin’ rainforest in the daylight!!

I’m totally wigging out at this point, but Master Murden just keeps on walking, like this is a typical day for him…

…so, what’s a girl to do? I followed him, ofcourse…

He took this little windy path through the forest which dumped us out into a clearing.

It looked like my grandmother’s garden back home….well, except for the greek-looking statues…and the stone benches…ok, fine. Not my grandmother’s garden…some fancy person’s garden…

..and that’s when I saw the sword (we call them bokken in Kendo!).

It was lying on a pedestal near this really ugly tree-shaped chair…thing…

…it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen (the bokken, not the chair)…

…it looked to have been shaped from oak…the hilt was carved with an intricate design.

When I got up closer, I could see the carving was a nature scene with trees, leaves, little forest creatures, and the like…I had never seen anything with such detail before…

I vaguely caught Master Murden out of the corner of my eye.

When he saw me heading toward the sword, he got this look in his eye (he totally wanted it for himself I’m guessing, but “finder’s keeper’s” I always say…and anyway, he already has a pretty nice sword. He doesn’t need two…)…

I think he was going to try and stop me, but that’s when I noticed there was a lady sitting in the ugly chair and she shook her head, so he backed off…

Did I mention how totally gorgeous this sword was??

I was about to pick it up when the lady got up and started heading toward me…

She was very pretty…tall with snow white hair…she looked a bit sad, though…like she’d lost her best friend…

She asked me if I liked the “sword”?

(Well, Duh?!? Obvious much?)

Ofcourse, that’s not what I said. I’m not a complete idiot…

I told her that “Yeah” I did like it…ok…really, really really like it…

…and then you’re not going to believe this, but she offered it to me!!

Said it was mine and I could have it!! For FREE!!
Well, sorta…

She said I’d have to do stuff for her in return…

(I hope she doesn’t ever expect me to babysit…I don’t do well with kids…and I don’t own a car so I’m not so good at errands…)

She was really serious too…she didn’t want me to say yes unless I was really sure…

I looked at Master Murden and he looked like he was about to shit a brick…no clue what his problem was…

So, I said “Sure…whatever” and grabbed for the sword.

And Oooooooh, God, did it feel good in my hands!!

Unbelievable!!!

I swung it around and did a few stances…it was AMAZING!!! It felt light as a feather and strong as an axe!! I felt absolutely exhilarated when I held that sword…

…which is why I wasn’t ready when two big green guys with swords came out of nowhere and knocked me on my ass.

The Lady seemed pretty pissed about that…no, no…not at them…AT ME!! She was pissed at ME for getting knocked on my ASS?!? WTF?!?

So, I got up, dusted myself off and got into my practice stance…(Did I mention I was wearing my new H&M dress?)

And they came at me again.

This time I was ready for them, and kept up with them for a few parries, but they weren’t following the rules…(I don’t know who their Kendo Master was, but he should be shot…)

So, one of them got behind me again and knocked me on my ass…

…and The Lady got pissed again…and demanded why I let him do that…

(snort….yeah, right, like I “let” him…”hey, big, tall, and ugly, would you please knock me on my ass again? Thanks!”)

So, I complained about him not following the rules…

She looked over at Master Murden for that and he buried his face in his hands…

(What? What’d I say??)

She told me to stop following the rules…but I told her that’s the only way I know how to fight…

So, she told me to pretend I’m not a kendo student, but a mighty warrior…a knight… defending my queen from danger…

(You have got to be kidding…)

OK. Fine…so I closed my eyes and tried to think of a strong female warrior fighting for her queen…and she just kind of popped into my head…

Blonde pigtails, pink skirt, fucking big red axe…

Ymir from Queen’s Blade!

Let’s channel some Manga Badass!!

When I opened my eyes again, I could feel her strength, speed, and toughness coursing through my body.

I went after those bozos like a woman on a mission…and they looked scared!

Ok…maybe not scared…more shocked, really…which is a really odd expression to see on your opponent…

…actually when I looked over at Master Murden, he also looked rather shocked…

(what? Did I grow a third head or something?)

…on the other side of things, The Lady had a huge grin on her face and was mumbling something about “not what I expected at all”…

“Defend your Queen!” She yelled.

So, I put my concentration back on the task at hand.

With a few swings of my…axe?…I had them lying on the ground in their own blood…

…blood?

Where did the blood come from??

I stood in shock and confusion as the two men were carried away on the back of a horse? no…not a horse…a centaur???

I asked The Lady if I killed them…as the blood tripped from my…axe…
“No, no” She said, “they’ll be fine. They just need a little rest.”

Oh good…

…and that’s when I pardoned myself to throw up in the bushes…

When I came back, The Lady and Master Murden were talking in very loud whispers…

…something about he had paid his debt and was free now, but she said she wasn’t getting exactly what she was promised, so he still had work to do…something…

That’s when they both looked up at me…

They Lady suggested I put my axe away now…since the danger had passed…

I looked down at my…axe…my fucking big and bloody red axe…

(How the fuck do you sheath an axe??)

I looked at her with a perplexed look and she clicked her tongue at me and told me to imagine putting my axe away in my head…

(what is up with the head games tonight? Remind me later to take a psychology class, so I’ll be better prepared for this crap in the future…)

So, I closed my eyes…AGAIN…and imagined putting away my…axe…

And suddenly my hand felt empty and there was a burning sensation on my back.

Owwwwwwwwwwwwww!!

“And now the deal is sealed!” She said, “Welcome to the family.”

And here I am.

I have no fucking clue what happened to me tonight…I checked the mirror when I got home and I looked the same as when I left except for a rather odd tramp stamp on my back in the shape of an axe…

Diary, I think I may have just joined a cult…

Maybe things will make more sense in the morning…

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Wed, Feb 17th, 2010

Nope, still not making any sense.

I really thought it would have turned out to be a dream, but I checked my back this morning and the tattoo’s still there…

What in the world did I just get myself into?

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Thursday, Feb 18th, 2010

Practiced with Master Murden tonight.

He drove me into the ground!!

I don’t know what he’s so pissed off about…

I tried asking him about the other night, but he didn’t seem to want to talk about it…

He says “the Lady” will contact me when she needs me and I’ll just need to do whatever it is she asks me to do.

Anything she needs?

I hope she doesn’t ask me to rob banks or anything…

…maybe this was a bad idea…

…I didn’t even get that awesome sword in the deal…

…I got a…tattoo…

…I don’t even like tattoos…

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Sat, Feb 20th 2011

So, I got a call from the Lady this morning at 5am.

She actually called me…

(I don’t remember seeing any cellphone towers in that garden of hers…whatever…)

Did I mention she called at 5am? I wasn’t exactly in my best frame of mind.

I told her I’d be right over after my morning workout…

She said “No, now.”

I told her the buses weren’t running yet and I didn’t have a car…

At that point, she said some words that I didn’t think fairies knew and hung up the phone.

So, I went back to sleep.

The next thing I know, those two goons from the other night are standing in my bedroom, leering down at me.

I still have no idea how the fuck they got in, but before I could think straight, I was face down in the grass at The Lady’s feet.

They didn’t even give me 5 minutes to change!

My favorite Pokemon nightshirt has grass stains on it now!! Assholes!!

And what did she want me to do?

She has dewdrop fairies in her garden.

Seriously??? That couldn’t wait for me to shower, change, and maybe have a quick bite to eat?!?!?

The woman seriously needs to get her priorities straight…

She says the dewdrop fairies are causing havoc and need to be captured and relocated.

…should be an easy task for me…she says…

…easy my ass…I chased those stupid fairies around for hours and couldn’t catch a one…

When I showed up empty handed, she got angry with me…(I’m sensing a pattern here)…told me I was an idiot! (Rude much?) She said that all I had to do was bribe them with human food and they would do whatever I want…

Well, A) I don’t have any food! I don’t even have pants or shoes for crying out loud!!! and B) How the FUCK was I supposed to know that…

She seemed to think that Master Murden had been teaching me fairy stuff on the side….Hah!

Well, the jokes on her!!

She didn’t like that much…said she’d have to give me a guide to teach me what I needed to know…

She thought to herself for a minutes…mumbled something about an “intriguing paring”…and called out “Tilda”…

(Who the fuck’s Tilda?)

She said I’d need a vessel for the spirit to live in during the day…(What?! Do I look like a Crate and Barrel to her? I’m fresh out of “vessels” to hold things…)

There was just me, my stained nightshirt and sleep shorts…and…oh…well, there was my Kon Bear…I’d had him in my hand when I was kidnapped…he was lying around in the grass somewhere…

I ran and got him as a middled-aged woman in a pants suit appeared beside The Lady… I’m trying to get used to this whole Just Appearing thing, but it is still really weird…

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