Angela's Journal, 1/27

[chasingangela]

Hi.

According to the radio, Rory got attacked in town last night. Bridge didn't exactly say, but I'm still guessing it was a vampire.

This is so not good. Why can't someone just stake them? We have all kinds of people with superpowers here, and it's not like they're hard to kill, especially. Just sneaky and extremely lucky.

I hope she's really okay.

Somehow, I can't think about anything else. I'll try to make myself.

Things are pretty much normal in the world of classes. Sociology was about hoaxes and inspired me in the TA lounge yesterday, but it wasn't much fun. I felt bad about lying to people, and it's not like a ghost is actually implausible for this island. Also, Phoebe told me she broke up with Cole-Belthazor-person. I hate that she looks so hurt, but she really could do much better. Like, someone who didn't want to kill people would be a start. I'm supposed to work with this girl Jessica Tate on a project for music class.

Oh, and I threw a spitball at M. in Government Wednesday. He was muttering about naked Callisto in his sleep.

Dork. Angel could kick his ass.

Went to the newspaper meeting yesterday. Smaller group than next semester, but it seems like it should be pretty good. R. said she told A. people knew about them, but he was relatively okay with it. I hope she's right.

Also, I have a date next week. With P.'s friend Broots. No HUGE SPARKS, but look where HUGE SPARKS got me -- a stoner with good leaning skills and a neurotic hit man. I should try the nice guy thing, right? Right.

It's snowing, so it's kind of pretty outside, almost.