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[29 Apr 2003|04:21pm] |
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I know I haven't updated this silly online writing paper in a while, and I apologize. I guess. Excuse me for not writing about my life when I'm not really sure that I even have one anymore! The world's about to end, Buffy made the SiT fight and we lost a couple of them, Xander got hurt, and everyone's lost their confidence that Buffy can actually do it this time. Stop the world from ending and all. Last time she had to die to do it, how many times is she going to play that card? Wouldn't I like to know...
Other than the life threatening thing, it's really boring around here. I spend a lot of time by myself, basically beacuse there aren't any other options. My sex drive is overactive, but I have no orgasm friend to spend time with. My options are quite limited here. Actually, Andrew is the only one I haven't had sex with. Really strange when you think about it. Well, of course, no sex with Giles. Since my human form is much younger than he, I believe everyone would frown upon it. Not that Giles doesn't have a certain sex appeal. And I am much much older than he is, and more experienced. I could show him a thing or two...Wha???
Okay, well I think one of the SiTs are eyeing the computer and I don't want to deal with their looks any longer. Since Buffy went all renegade and made them fight, they've been awfully feisty. Not that I couldn't take them. I really could, I'm sure...
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[29 Apr 2003|10:08pm] |
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Strong Enough - Stacie Orrico |
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I-I don’t know what… what to say. Other than, things… they… got so… much.
I started this day a leader. And now, near the end of it… I’m an outcast. My own sister kicked me out of my house. MY SISTER. MY BLOOD. She kicked me out. The girls… the “troops”, they obviously like Faith better. Would much rather have her lead them. And everyone… everyone who was in the house rallied against me. Drove me out. I remember hearing Ronna on my way out say “Ding dong the witch is dead”.
Faith followed me out. I told her not to … *she wiped a few tears from her eyes. Before sobbing quietly again, finally getting herself together* … not to be afraid. To lead the girls. And to protect them. Passing my “leadership” on to her, probably was one of the more harder things of my life. But it was… relieving.
Anya said that I thought of myself being better than everyone. But I don’t… not… not anymore. I can’t. I have to make mistakes. What kind of person doesn’t? But… I guess my mistakes are weighted more than others, since I think I’m so much better than everyone. I was handed these powers. I didn’t want them. I did however, embrace them. And the responsibilities that came with them. But.. whatever. I guess I’m done. I’m obviously not “fit” to be “leader-material”. *she shrugged for a moment before closing her eyes and then the laptop and pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her head on her knees in thought*
( Strong Enough )
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