invitation

Things might be looking up for once.  I just got an invitation to a friendly duel with Laertes.  We've had our differences, and hopefully this will be a good way to work through them.  I'm not a big fan of his, but I'm willing to make amends, if only for Ophelia's sake.  She wouldn't want all this bloodshed.

Sorry I haven't got much time to write more today, I gotta start practicing for that duel.  I'll definitely let you guys know how it goes once I get back! :)

WOW

Found a video by Claudius in the "related videos" section when I was going to upload another vlog.  This guy needs a punch to the face.  Or a sword to the gut.  Or both.

Ophelia :(

Ophelia committed suicide today :(

At least I think that's what happened, Mom's been pretty vague about what happened.  Ophelia hasn't been well; she was babbling and singing like crazy.  It wasn't fake crazy either, she'd legitimately gone mad.  I'm not sure what to think about it.  I loved her, certainly...but lately things have been so weird.  I was cruel to her the other day at the theater, and I think I took things too far.  At first it was just part of my act, but I was actually pretty mad.  I killed her dad too, but they didn't seem super close.  Maybe I was wrong.  Did I do this to her?  She didn't deserve this.

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

for Ophelia

Back with some more poetry.  This one's a little more personal to me.  It deals with a subject I've been struggling with for a while.  I'm not really looking for constructive criticism this time, as I wasn't even intending to post it.  Just thought you guys might be interested.

"Ophelia what am I going to do with you

I’m always on your mind driving you mad

I want to smash you with my shoe

But I know in the end that would only be bad

Why do we have to quarrel this way,

It’s painful, it’s hurtful, it makes life worse

Your family thinks I only want us to lay

And that I’m only on this course

For my own personal gain

But my intentions are true

And I really care that you pain

I’m just not sure what to do

What to do with you and I

I will just wait till you die"

EDIT: Wow, I feel kinda bad now.  It's really tempting to take this down in light of recent events, but I feel like that would be dishonest.  This is a reflection of how I felt, and I'll stand by it -- for better or worse.

VLOG #2 To Be, or Not to Be

taking a jab at poetry

I felt like trying out sonnet writing myself after I got back from that play.  This one's about Claudius and his reaction the play.  Let me know what you guys think the comments!  I think it turned out pretty well :D

"Thou 'oft thinkest of the evil nature of a King,

thy tyranny so easily can be seen,

if looked upon by the those who could sting.

I am the sting that is not of a crazy mean,

Believing in the strain of the righteous

to justify our mind's angry jabs,

thy play created for the zealous,

vengeance that the good wished grabs.

Created by a man greater than thee,

the man who was the lover of a whore,

her sins be ever remembered by me,

and yet have no doubt of thine precious score.

Anger is the cause of action to greet,

where only in a final battle might meet."

old friends, new enemies?

I met up with some old friends today, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern.  We used to hang out together at school years ago.  Cool, right?  Maybe.  I'm pretty sure they've been sent to spy on me for Mom and Claudius.  Why won't they just leave me alone?  Nowadays, it seems like everybody's against me.  I can't trust anybody, except perhaps Horatio.  He's alright.

In other news, I totally found out from my ghost-dad what happened.  Claudius killed him.  It's obvious now that I think about.  He's always given me the creeps (you know, besides for the obvious reasons).  Dad told me to avenge his death, but to avoid hurting Mom.  I can promise to fulfill half of that request.  I think he's being too lenient on her.  If only he could see what she's like now.  It's sick.

I have to make sure the ghost is telling the truth though.  I've got a plan that will surely reveal Claudius for the murderer he is.  I'll let you guys know how it goes.

EDIT:  Oh man, did it work.  I put on a play that reenacted Dad's murder.  Claudius flipped out.  Mom's mad now, but it was totally worth it.  Priceless.

things aren't going so well

Everything is falling apart.  My "mom" and "uncle" are married, and nobody but me seems to think it's that big of a deal.  They actually told me to stop acting so down.  Really?  I'm sorry, Mom, but some people can't just jump from death to marriage that fast.  Screw "princely" behavior.  I miss Dad.

To make things worse, Ophelia (pretty much) broke up with me.  Her dirtbag brother talked to her.  Somehow he convinced her that I was only trying to get in her pants.  Polonius agreed, but that's not surprising.  He hardly seems capable of having original ideas.

Nobody seems to understand me, or what I'm going through.  They want to see madness?  I'll show them madness.

VLOG #1 Frailty Thy Name is Woman

really freaked out

I just saw a ghost last night while hanging out with some friends.  I'm pretty sure it was my dad; hopefully it's not fake.  I know what you're thinking.  "Oh, Hamlet's just gone crazy because his dad died."

NO.  I'm perfectly sane, okay?

One of my friends actually saw the ghost first, he'll even tell you.  Well, I guess he won't.  I made him promise not to tell anyone,  I'm trusting that the readers of this blog will do the same.  I've got some plans in the works.

Hey

Hey guys, welcome to my blog.  I've been feeling pretty down since my dad's death, so one of my friends suggested this.  Supposedly venting my feelings will help.  I dunno.  We'll see.