The Xander Gander: March 27th, 2000
by slayerfest
Today Jonathan came over and we played some basketball and just talked.
He is so good at basketball. It’s probably because he’s naturally athletic and everything, but even at his pleasantly short height he can jump like five feet in the air. It’s so rad.

Er… where was I…
Oh yeah. Jonathan. He’s so cool, he did this like slam-dunk thing backwards where he bounced the ball off the back of the backboard and then spiked it like in volleyball, right over, and it landed perfectly in the net.
I kinda tried it once he’d gone. The doctor says my wrist will be fine in a week or so.

Um… Right. Talked. He and I talked. About Anya. I told him things were stressed out because I don’t really know how to tell her how I feel. I mean, who am I kidding? She was right with her entry. I mention Cordelia more than I mention her. If I can’t talk about her in my secret journal that only I and Jonathan read, how can I even show her how much I care about her?

He told me that things would all work out if I would just relax. He says our entire relationship have been stressful because she’s so strange and I’m the only one besides him who seems to be accepting of that. If I just sit back and stop worrying what everyone I know thinks of her, I’ll be able to focus more on her and how amazing she is.

So far it’s working.
Jonathan’s so smart. Like when he figured out that Buffy was Faith and Faith was Buffy. That was pretty cool.

I sound like a fangirl, don’t I?
No! Not fangirl. Fan…man. I’m a fanman.
…But not in a sexual way.

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