Celebration at the Tavern

This weekend is full of celebration, apparently. You see your lovely neighbourhood witch is turning twenty this Sunday. With that comes the apparent need to celebrate, one which I slightly understand but at the same time don’t. I understand wanting to spend time with your loved ones, but not the idea that one must get dressed up and go to a ball to drink. I personally enjoy just going to a tavern with close friends and having a drink or two. I even enjoy just doing random enjoyable things with friends. Though I don’t think my celebration will be exactly what I want, though Anna is trying very hard to make it so.

She has talked to one of the taverns in Camelot and has a table booked for Saturday night. We have told friends that they can come join and then go to a community ball if they would like but thankfully Anna has told me that I have no obligation to join. That she will take me home if I don’t want to go to the ball, which is such a relief. I am not really the biggest fan of balls, they just don’t seem to do much for me. I am always uncomfortable on the dance floor as you have groups of primitive warriors trying to “grind” on you, or you stand in a circle doing nothing. I usually end up outside smoking and talking to others like myself. Which I don’t really want to do this year.

With this fall into an unknown land, I have found things such as this to be very disliked and unwanted by myself. I would much prefer to be at home watching movies or studying instead of being at a ball.

Lets just hope this weekends festivities go well.

Wish me luck,

The not so Wicked Witch


Preparation for the ball

Most girls are not as lucky as cinderella! We have to dig through are closets for something to wear, put on are makeup, fret about our hair and if we look good enough. She had birds and mice make her dress and when that failed a fairy godmother make her look fabulous!

Tonight I find myself in Winchester staying with Midra, it is her 20th birthday and we are celebrating!! With that comes a ball, drinks and dancing included. I only wish that I could have some help with my preparation as I always feel like a mess. Either I am showing to much skin or I look like I am a nun, no in between. The one good thing is when your out with friends it really doesn’t matter as much as you make it seem. And the one thing that Cinderella did hit right on the spot was at the end of the night everyone looks like crap! Booze does that to you!

I just hope that my night doesn’t crash as bad as cinderella’s did!

More to come,

Ruby, The not so wicked witch.