The flight sucked majorly, but you can't blame me. Well, ok, I am afraid of flying, obviously more than I though, still, I at least tried to start with the small talk. Didn't work. Well, whatever. I at least was nice. I'm seriously starting to re-think all this being a watcher crap. When Giles offered me to become a watcher? I was thrilled, I mean ( Read more... )

Okay. This guy? Was all fine and stuff till he opened his mouth. Seriously, are all men weird? Is that some kind of genetic problem they all have? And what's with the all the talking about themselves? Does he really think I care about how hard was his decision to start college instead of going to Europe and having a blast? No one cares for things ( Read more... )

Party could be a good way to relax, even though the said party would be full with people who are watching over you or what the hell ever. I need relaxation. Dancing and stuff like that. It would be nice to get drunk or something too, but I hardly see that happening. I wonder if I think that I'm drunk long enough would I start to feel drunk? Like ( Read more... )

I'm not sure who's idea it was, but somehow we all ended up at this bar in which supposed Faith works, so we all, with all you need to read 'underage slayers and slayer sisters', can get alcohol. It's very neat, if you ask me, I quite like the idea of getting drunk, the only part that sucks in this plan is the fact Buffy's here too. It's hard to ( Read more... )

You know, at first I was sure I will hate the college. I mean, yeah, everyone always says how cool college is, but I wasn't sure if I can do all this grown-up thing and move away from Buffy, even if it wasn't really all that far. But I was wrong. College is the best thing ever! When I got to my new room, which number by the way is 13, consequences ( Read more... )

Los Angels is pretty cool place, if you ask me. It has it benefits, that’s for sure. Though, I liked Europe more, even if I did spend there only vacation from all the Sunnydale-blowing-up thing. It had something America doesn’t. I’m not exactly sure what, but my guess is it’s older and wiser. Yeah, shut up, I know that sounded stupid, but you know ( Read more... )

I hear Buffy opening my room’s door but I don’t bother to open my eyes and show her that I’m not sleeping. I’m tired and I’m not even sure if I want to talk with her at the moment, I did spend half of the day with dad, which might cause me a homicidal tendencies. One can tell that dad really has got no idea how to treat a teenager; I suppose he ( Read more... )

So we trained. I hate it. Seriously, training sucks. Who wants to do it anyway? Well, except for Giles and Spike? I mean, yeah, I’m slayer, I need to train and yadda, yadda, yadda... Don’t they get I’m not only a slayer? I want to go out and have fun! I want to go to the Bronze. And I damn well will! I might have a super power and a mission to ( Read more... )

In which moment do you know your life has turned out to be weird? When exactly are that moment when you sit down and this ‘shit, this is so off!’? For me? It’s about the time when I found out my sister was a vampire slayer. Oh, yeah, and the fact that vampires are real. And so is demon. And magic is much more than bad horror movies. And then you ( Read more... )

I’m alone. This feels so weird. I hate being alone. But now I am. And yes, I do know that saying that I’m alone is unfair to Giles and Spike and other Scoobies, but I do feel alone. And can you really blame me? I mean... I lost my mom, I lost my sister and I doubt my father even cares that I exist. Of course the existence is bit weird taking the ( Read more... )