November 27

Yesterday night was such a terrible night. I barely remember anything but I know that made a grave mistake. I consumed too much alcohol and got into fights with a random stranger. Montano tried to stop me but I ended up fighting him as well. The worse part of that night was Othello coming in and seeing what a mess I had cause. He was so angry and ashamed at me, he stripped me from my title as his lieutenant. I am so ashamed of myself, I must find a way to make amends with Othello.

December 1

Today begins the first day of December, my favorite month for the year. On this day, while walking in the streets, I bumped into my friend, Iago. He asked me about my relationship with Bianca and how it was going so far. When all of a sudden, Bianca came running out of nowhere and threw the handkerchief, that I gave her yesterday. She accused me cheating on her with another women and ran away, Iago persuaded me to chase after her and figure out why she was so angry. I wondered if I could find a way to calm her down? Maybe some quality time with me was all she really required.

December 2

My badly injured leg has me immobile. I cannot believe some bandit tried to mug me on the street. That dammed rogue who attacked me yesterday sliced a part of my leg, and now I am stuck in a hospital. The doctor said that I might have been crippled for life because he had a chance to escape. Hopefully, Othello will visit me and I will have the opportunity to talk with him about reinstating me as his lieutenant.

December 3

A tragedy occurred yesterday night. Poor Othello! I mourn for you and your deceased wife. During the night I was gravely wounded. Lodovico, Montano managed to tied up Iago and visit me at the hospital. They told me that Othello had slain his wife because of Iago's words, and that we must go to his bed chamber to determine the situation. Lodovico also filled me in on how Iago stabbed his wife and tried to run away after she was beginning to unravel his lies. When we got there Othello was in pieces. I have never  seen a man so broken in all of my life. Othello pleaded for my forgiveness for wrongly accusing me of having had an affair with his wife. He then proceeded to stab Iago, before the guards knocked the blade out of his hands. After searching for Iago. we found out that it was his plan from beginning to torment Othello any way possible. However, we were unable to get any additional information from Iago, who refused to talk. Finally, Lodovico decided to throw Iago in jail and deal with him later. Meanwhile, Othello had to murder. Othello suddenly pulled a knife out and began to stab-himself, expressing his desire to die next to his beloved wife. I have never seen such a depressing site in my life. Three people lay dead in front of my eyes, and all I could was stare. Lodovico urged the guards to quickly bury the bodies and appointed me in charge of Cyprus because of Othello's passing.

December 4

Today marks the first day of my rule of Cyprus. I hope that I can continue Othello's legacy of being a good general. My leg still has not fully healed, so I must use crutches to travel. But it is not so bad. I think I might go for a stroll around town to take my mind off of my beloved friend's death. I wonder if Lodovico has managed to figure out a way to make Iago tell him why he wanted to hurt Othello so badly? I wonder if we will be the only three who will know of the tragedy of Othello? Or, will they try to cover up the story and say that he died fighting like a true warrior?

November 30

Desdemona had finally sent a messenger to tell me to meet her in the town square. I tried to come as quickly as possible, but when I arrived she informed me that Othello had already returned to the castle and was upset about something. She also informed me that Othello did not wish to speak with her because he was so upset, and it would take more time before she had an opportunity to approach him again. I wondered what could have caused Othello to become so upset that he would distance himself from his wife?

November 29

I woke up today and found a beautiful handkerchief upon the window, although I have no clue who it belongs to. Desdemona updated me about how she was consistently pestering Othello to give me an audience. I was glad that she had given her best effort to put my plan into action, but Othello seemed to grow increasingly weary of her annoyance. While thinking about my next course of action, I ran into my friend Bianca on the street. I took out the handkerchief and asked if she could make me a replica and as a result I got bombarded with complaints of how I had been in Cyprus for a week and had not bothered to not visit her. She accepted although I had to explain to her that I was too busy the past week to visit her, and promised that I would spend time with her in the coming days.