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Post by Daniella on Jan 20, 2006 17:55:06 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
9 years, I've been here nine years!...it amazes me how long that seems. It still feels like I'm new here...maybe it's because I'm the youngest, i don't know..
Sometimes i wonder what life would be like if my mother hadn't died, where would i be? what would i be doing? or would i still have ended up dancing? Oh well, I guess i'll just have to deal with what i've been dealt. Again, always..forever...
it's getting late,
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Post by Daniella on Jan 20, 2006 17:59:49 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Is it me or is everything going wrong?! I'm feeling like i haven't danced in ages! My body hurts my feet are swollen, and the calluses i thought i had built up are now muss! worst of all I've landed myself bed ridden because of my ankle.. will things ever get better?
P.S. maybe I've just been pushing myself too hard lately..
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Post by Daniella on Jan 20, 2006 18:08:45 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
One of the stage hands was caught watching practice the other day and Madame Giry shooed him away. you should have seen the hurt look on his face! and Madame looked so flustered! i died trying not to laugh! it's things like this that make life worth living.
anyways, Meg danced as lovely as ever! i envy her sometimes..you think she's favored by the Madame? i mean she is her daughter...the newest girl Charlotte doesn't seem too sure of herself, even though i think she's a wonderful dancer. she acts like she'd be more at home in a circus, so self conscious! maybe in time she'll come around...well, good night.
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Post by Daniella on Jan 22, 2006 21:41:31 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Well, I’ve done it! I’ve gone crazy! Certifiablement insensé! Today I danced even though I know I shouldn’t have…even though I hurt myself! When will I learn? Now not only am I in pain, I think I’m dying, death at sixteen...how wonderful! If not dying I wish I was dead, six-feet under that’s me…from lack of the ability to move anymore, I will say bonne nuit.
((certifiably insane)) ((goodnight))
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Post by Daniella on Jan 22, 2006 21:51:57 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Today I finally met that girl Jeanne, she seems nice! hopefully i did not scare her off! it was in the entrance hall this afternoon when i was practicing, i had fallen and injured my ankle, luckily it was she and not the opera ghost who was there to help me! wouldn't that have been fascinating though? I have over heard rumors of him lately, Charlotte seems to be a bit of a "victim"
...forgive the pun, s'il vous plaît. Says she's heard sounds in the halls when no one is there...
maybe she is devenir fou? Alittle too much work?
((please)) ((going crazy))
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Post by Daniella on Jan 24, 2006 13:44:38 GMT -5
Cher Journal,
Hou là, je « ve a été occupé ! J'ai obtenu pour savoir Jeanne alittle mieux, ses parents semblent avoir gauche elle dans un internat et bien, je ne suis pas le seul un rendu orphelin si vous me demandez ! Lequel me fait sentir m'attribue moins. ..different, j'espère que nous deux devenions de bons amis. Oh, je l'ai dite aussi, dit elle à peu près tout. Même de mon médaillon, je n'ai dit personne avant qu'elle. Je lui ai montré l'image dans mais, a gardé la note à me, après tout c'est personnel et je l'ai rencontrée juste. Elle a semblé très intéressée quand j'elle permet de sais comment longtemps que je la suis restée, intéressé dans ma connaissance de la Maison d'Opéra. Peut-être j'aurai un partenaire de scoutisme bientôt ?
((Wow, I 've been busy! I've gotten to know Jeanne alittle better, her parents seem to have left her in a boarding school and well, I'm not the only one orphaned if you ask me! Which makes me feel allot less...different, I hope that the two of us can become good friends. Oh, i also told her, told her pretty much everything. Even about my locket, i haven't told anyone before her.
I showed her the picture inside but, kept the note to myself, after all it is personal and i just met her. She seemed very interested when i let her know how long I've stayed her, interested in my knowledge of the Opera House. Maybe i will have a scouting partner soon?))
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Post by Daniella on Jan 25, 2006 20:22:22 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Oh my goodness! there was a note! an note from the phantom, saw the red skull and everything! don't know what it says yet but, still. Jeanne is very sweet, i've started to like her allot. ..i wonder what the opera ghost has in store for us...
Gah! i know this is kind of jumbled but, i'm in a hurry.
late for bed bye!
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Post by Daniella on Feb 5, 2006 18:06:19 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
The leads for the opera have been announced! It's Meg and Charlotte vs. Kristen and Carlotta. You should have seen her face! La Carlotta's i mean, she was furious! She yelled at Kristen for getting lead! "Minor!" she kept saying. I know they are just temper tantrums but, they are so amusing to watch!
I'm very happy for all of them...well, most of them...i could take or leave the "Reine" as i like to call 'er.
anyway, I was up on the roof last night drawing, when this girl, Alyna i think her name is? well, she practacly ran over me! i wonder where she was headed in such a hurry? oh bien, it's getting late.((Queen)) ((Oh well,))
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Post by Daniella on Feb 5, 2006 18:07:47 GMT -5
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Post by Daniella on Feb 7, 2006 23:13:27 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
is the Phantom really real? today when i was backstage with some of the other girls, i swear i heard something, whispers. but, how do i know it wasn't just Phillipe or someone trying to pull a prank? Solage and Jeanne seemed to believe instantly that it was him. Anlya got so mad she swirled around and yelled at the nothingness that surrounded us. Honestly i don't know what to think of her yet, she seems so....uninterested? yes that would describe her. she reminds me of a gypsy. meaning that she wants to go, doesn't like to stay in one place for very long you know? maybe that's why gypsies have their carnivals?
anyway, back to the 'encounter' we all had, i left shortly after (oh note to self, set up time with Solage) and like a fool i got scared! oh my goodness! so i found myself returning to the safety of the others presents...
oh well, more tomorrow it's lights out time.
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Post by Daniella on Feb 17, 2006 1:26:55 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
My goodness! is that woman ever pleasant? she could be mistaken for a rampaging bull! Lynette Abney! ooh! if i wasn't more of a lady i would have done more than throw a paper at her! in fact, now we have Reine and La Reine Junior! They must have been twins in another life! and what does La Reine have to be all uppity about anyway? you should have seen her when she first arrived, in rags and such, wet, starving. It was the Madame's good nature that even let her stay and keep a roof over her head. if anything she should be humble! greatful...something! I'm so glad you are a book and have no response because I'd probably rip your head off right now also! goodnight!
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Post by Daniella on Feb 17, 2006 12:43:56 GMT -5
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Post by Daniella on Apr 24, 2006 14:35:57 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
He's alive. He's here and he's alive. The final letter came a few days ago, I couldn't believe it and can't still. My father, after nine long years has returned. I really don't know whether to be scared or happy...or even angry! There are soo many questions! Why did it take him so long? does he know that Mama is gone? or maybe he thinks she's somewhere else and I'm the only one he could find to contact. Also, why the letters? Why didn't he just come and see me? Hug me? And why did he wait so long after the coming back? Why soo many letters? Was he afraid that if i found out too soon i wouldn't want to have him back in my life? Did he think that easing me into the idea that my father is not dead would be safer for me?
I know i shouldn't be saying these things, atleast not to you...I should go and tell him...but then, would i yell at him or brake down in tears and not be able to get a word out? I am really scared. And I know i shouldn't be...to bad you are only a book. You can't give me any advise.
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Post by Daniella on May 9, 2006 20:30:02 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Well, I haven't been to see my Father yet...still not sure if i should. Yet in my, état émotif I seem to have made a friend. His name is Zarek, he is a painter, for now that's all I will tell you. Oh, I almost forgot! I achieved a main lead in the up coming play, Les Sables De Royaume de Cléopâtre! I can't wait till I find out more about my role! In the mean time, I am keeping myself busy with all the new faces and names here at the opera house, there are sooo many! Tata!
((Emotional state))
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Post by Daniella on Jun 1, 2006 17:50:08 GMT -5
Dear Journal,
Well, I met my Father.
He's, married...has two kids from what i could tell, and the worst part is he has a house in Paris with maids and butlers and such...yet he's only now tried to make contact with me. Was I right to get mad? Okay maybe I could have been alittle more grown up and not yelled at him, but it would have taken allot of self control!
Sometimes I wish you were a real person, so you could talk back to me...one way conversations are only so intertaining...and what I need right now is someone who can empathize with me.
You know, deep down inside yes I'm mad at my Father for being gone so long, but i kinda still want to know him and be part of his life...and him be a part of mine. Maybe in time we will work things out...who knows?
Yours truly,
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