Journal of the Genius's Daughter
Stargate Atlantis
By Teenangel
Summary: The words of a certain scientist's daughter about her life on Atlantis.
Note: This is assuming they're never able to contact Earth. Don't expect a concrete plot or explanations; this is a journal so the character wouldn't assume she'd have to put in the duh stuff. Being that I am not a doctor or a medical persons or a mechanic some things may be incorrect, forgive me.
I only mention the year once, unless it changes.
Disclaimer: Me poor college student using time poorly, me broke ug. Don't sue me, waste of time.
January 11th who cares about stupid time
Damn it dad: He did what I said. His little scientific mind went off on the wrong conclusion. The end result was mom coming to my room with a pleasant grin and rosy cheeks and a little sign over her head that said "finally". I think she was afraid of me becoming a hermit, because I never showed any interest in any of the Athosian boys that showed definite interest in me. And why? I have no idea—they're weird.
Unfortunately, I had to pop her little bubble. It took awhile, she was really willing to believe in me and Kar as a couple. But after describing many scenarios to her in which Kar and me will never be compatible, reassuring her that whatever dad saw was some amusing secret between only Kar and me. However, this concept of secret seemed to bring up her hope.
I never mentioned Kev. I didn't want to burst my own bubble. I don't know why they can't see it. Are the calm boy and the caffeine driven girl just to hard to click together? Opposites attract, right? Obviously. I'll give them another month or two, maybe then I'll grab and kiss him in the gateroom—it'd be a nice effect.
January 23rd
Blech.
I really don't feel good this morning.
Blech Blech Blech.
I shouldn't have drunk all that coffee—with lots of sugar.
Blech Blech Blech…damn.