|all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you
||[May. 15th, 2004|01:31 am]
Buffy's Annoying Sister
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So, wow. Long time no write, huh? So much has happened, it seems weird that I would've had so little to say. But how do you explain your sister marrying her former watcher, your other sort-of sister suddenly being 12 years older because of a spell that went horribly wrong, or even your boyfriend breaking up with you because you've 'grown apart'... whatever that means?
Well, I guess if you're me, you don't. I think I needed a break from the whole online journaling experience. Even if I spent a lot of that break lying on my bed staring at the ceiling, hearing the occasional clip-clop of horse-drawn carriages out in the street at night, wondering what brought me to this place. Well, duh, I know that technically it's because Sunnydale fell down and went boom; I'm not entirely stupid. I guess I mean, what brought me to this place in my mind? I've had terrible things happen to me in the past couple of years, but then so have a lot of other people. Why did I just give up on everything for a little while? I don't think I've even talked to Ingrid since she's been back or met the newest potential slayers who've shown up here.
I'm fine with the stuff that's happened, even though yeah, it's weird that McKenna is older than Buffy now, and I wonder sometimes if we're going to have to expand and build apartments on the roof to accomodate the new SITs that keep arriving. And, you know, not that I have any hard feelings or anything... but I've thought and thought about it, and I don't think Kincaid was nearly as interested in me as he pretended to be.
Anyway, none of that matters, because I'm just me. Dawn Summers, 17, one nasal piercing, one hole in each ear, double-jointed, intuitive, reasonably intelligent and pretty much okay with all of that. I'm not so willing to change myself so people will like me anymore. Maybe all that isolation and deliberation had a purpose after all.
I just have to get through finals next week, and then school will be out, and I get to decide what to do with my summer. Yay?