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// April 23 
// Story: Blood Red Roses 
// by totallynotabrony 
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Okay, maybe I was being a little overdramatic last night.  But as I was bleeding on my journal and stumbling away, at the time it seemed really important that everypony know what happened to me if I died.
I’m glad this journal’s so heavy.  A solid whack to the head got the wolf to go away.  My watch got broken in the scuffle, though.
This morning, it seems like I’m still alive.  Good to know :p  By the time I got home last night, Daisy was asleep and Lily wasn’t home yet, so I bandaged my leg and went to bed.

9:00 ish?
I just remembered the note about Sugarcube Corner.  Saturday morning tea time!  Me time!

9:30 ish?
Pinkie complemented me on my scarf.  I tied it on to hide the bandage, and I think it works pretty well.  Maybe a bit asymmetric, but you can't go wrong with a dash of color.  And Pinkie made a huge deal about how adorable I look.  I'm patting myself on the back for getting a table outside.  Pinkie can't hang around forever.  I just want to soak up the sunshine and drink this tea.

I love this tea!





10:00
I really need to get a new watch.  I'm telling time by the town hall bell.

10:05 ish?
Lamplight just went into Sugarcube Corner.  I must have missed his party yesterday.  Oh well, Pinkie's usually pretty good about staggering them so that everypony can go to most of them.

I cannot believe what he just said to me!  "You look really hot with that bandage."  What kind of stallion says that to a mare?  I think if I hadn't glared at him, he would have joined me at my table with his tea.  Worse, I don't think he said it because he doesn't know how to talk to mares.  That smile...he knew what he was saying.  Jerk.
I wanted to get up and buy a cookie anyway.  When I came back outside to my tea, he was gone.

10:30
Back home.  Something's been bothering me.  How did Lamplight know I had a bandage?  I checked the scarf but it's still hiding it.  Daisy and Lily haven't said anything as we get ready for lunch.

10:45
Ugh, maybe no lunch for me.  Suddenly not in the mood.

12:00
I can't remember being so sick.  It's at the point that I think if I threw up I would feel better.  Where did this come from?