90666: Library Blues
The library as full of sunlight, and I was still inside of it. I turned page after page...
Book after book...
Still no answer.
I knew something was wrong.
Then I realized- I was indoors in the library when it was sunny outside.
I had studied for long hours trying to figure out what was behind the attack on Giles. I wanted to just find the answer by myself and then quickly solve everything. After several hours of not solving anything I realized that I needed more of the Scoobies here to help me. So I called them.
I wished I talked with Buffy in the past few weeks about more things then demons... or vampires... or demons and vampires... or funky demons.. or crazy vampires... I miss hanging out with her and doing normal teenage things.
I get so stifled by either being inside the library, a classroom, or the graveyard for what seems most of my waking life.
If its not a Apocalypse, it's a Prophecy. If it's not a Prophecy, it's a surprise attack. If it's not a surprise attack, it's a pop quiz. And on and on and on. My head hurt.
I mean I'm nice enough and everything and I really want to solve what happened to Gile's and I also want to do other things. Like enjoying being young. And kissing. And being immature.
It's so weird, thinking about us going out together. I mean if I was still in LA and things hadn't changed I wouldn't have even looked at Xander twice. I would have missed meeting this total honey because I was stuck up and thought I was better than everyone.
I should be a better friend to everyone school but sometimes it's just so hard to meet people outside of a graveyard. And I should relax more.
It's come to this. I'm going to have to spend more time with my friends and have fun with them- out of a sense of duty. Have to recharge. Have to bronze. Have to date.
Book after book...
Still no answer.
I knew something was wrong.
Then I realized- I was indoors in the library when it was sunny outside.
I had studied for long hours trying to figure out what was behind the attack on Giles. I wanted to just find the answer by myself and then quickly solve everything. After several hours of not solving anything I realized that I needed more of the Scoobies here to help me. So I called them.
I wished I talked with Buffy in the past few weeks about more things then demons... or vampires... or demons and vampires... or funky demons.. or crazy vampires... I miss hanging out with her and doing normal teenage things.
I get so stifled by either being inside the library, a classroom, or the graveyard for what seems most of my waking life.
If its not a Apocalypse, it's a Prophecy. If it's not a Prophecy, it's a surprise attack. If it's not a surprise attack, it's a pop quiz. And on and on and on. My head hurt.
I mean I'm nice enough and everything and I really want to solve what happened to Gile's and I also want to do other things. Like enjoying being young. And kissing. And being immature.
It's so weird, thinking about us going out together. I mean if I was still in LA and things hadn't changed I wouldn't have even looked at Xander twice. I would have missed meeting this total honey because I was stuck up and thought I was better than everyone.
I should be a better friend to everyone school but sometimes it's just so hard to meet people outside of a graveyard. And I should relax more.
It's come to this. I'm going to have to spend more time with my friends and have fun with them- out of a sense of duty. Have to recharge. Have to bronze. Have to date.