hmp larkhall

the dreaded day has come and gone. sunnydale summer is now over. awwww. i watched the final episode of buffy's final season last night or early this morning; depending on what side of the clock you look at. cried like a baby. at anya's death, at andrew's just being andrew and being shocked that he actually got to live, at buffy and spike's tenderness. i have to take back all the bad things i've said about s7, this season with the exception of maybe 2 eps (and one of those were written by Joss!)is as good as any others. the first ep of the season, lessons bored me to tears. omg, i can't believe i just wrote that. joss redeemed himself with chosen. the final 4 episodes: empty places, touched, end of days and chosen were magnifique. this is why this show will forever be in my top 2. s7 definitely isn't as dark and downy as s6. it doesn't deserve the scorn that it's gotten. the biggest surprise to me; a pleasant surprise actually is...i like kennedy. i tried not to compare her to tara because that's not fair to either girl. kennedy's brattiness, strength and assertiveness is a good foil to where willow is when they first meet. with kennedy's support, willow is able to let herself go in "the wholesome my girlfriend has a tongue piercing kind of way" and in doing magic. tethering willow and giving her the confidence is kennedy's greatest gifts not only to the witch but to the audience. it gives us our belowed Will back and her growing confidence is matched by kennedys' vulnerability and softness around her. I can't believe i'm actually writing that but i mean every word of it.

uh, as i sit and write this, i wish i could better express my feelings. my vocabulary is quite limited. i need to take a creative writing course or better still get my ass in school to reawaken the creative spark that i know lies dormant in my mind. i don't want it to atrophy and become baggage i carry around. i have enough of that weighing on my shoulders. instead i take call after call while further seperating myself from the other voice on the end of the line. my coping mechanism