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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2003 00:44:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Score!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/17024.html</link>
  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px black solid; width: 90%&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/&quot;&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px black dotted&quot;&gt;dawnie_summers goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as dawnie_summers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/anya_the_bunny/&quot;&gt;anya_the_bunny&lt;/a&gt; gives you 16 red-orange coconut-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/bored_now/&quot;&gt;bored_now&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a thumbtack.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/buffy_anne/&quot;&gt;buffy_anne&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a used tissue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/buffy_summers/&quot;&gt;buffy_summers&lt;/a&gt; gives you 17 light orange chocolate-flavoured gummy bears.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/faith5x5/&quot;&gt;faith5x5&lt;/a&gt; gives you 15 light orange vanilla-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/jenny_calender/&quot;&gt;jenny_calender&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a button.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/misskfantastico/&quot;&gt;misskfantastico&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a broken balloon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/newslayerintown/&quot;&gt;newslayerintown&lt;/a&gt; gives you 3 light blue grapefruit-flavoured hard candies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/vamp_xander/&quot;&gt;vamp_xander&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a used tissue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px orange solid&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/xander_harris/&quot;&gt;xander_harris&lt;/a&gt; gives you 5 purple strawberry-flavoured gummy worms.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border-bottom: 1px black dotted&quot;&gt;dawnie_summers ends up with 56 pieces of candy, a thumbtack, a used tissue, a button, a broken balloon, and a used tissue.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi&quot; method=&quot;post&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;text-align: center&quot;&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;username&quot; size=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Let&amp;#39;s Go!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;font-size: xx-small; text-align: center&quot;&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, thanks guys!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Oct 2003 07:24:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>uc_sunnydale Ho-hum...Macbeth can eat me!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/16659.html</link>
  <description>School is so boring. I think my English teacher is a demon in disguise. I&apos;d tell Buffy and the gang to look into it, but I think they&apos;re just a TAD occupied with other things. They probably wouldn&apos;t believe me anyway. They&apos;d think I was just trying to get out of my research paper due on Friday. Which would be a plus, sure...but that&apos;s totally not why I think she&apos;s a demon! She just has that...demony look about her. Squinty eyes, wrinkled skin, never smiles...hello, could it be any more obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talked to this kid Andrew today. We share a class together. He&apos;s really sweet, if a bit bumbly and dorky. He&apos;s really big on Star Wars and once told me I had the perfect Princess Leia hair. That was a little weird, but I know he meant it as a compliment. A lot of the jocks make fun of him and stuff and give him a really hard time. It annoys me so much. Just because they can throw a football farther than three feet they think they&apos;re so cool. Well newsflash to them, they&apos;re not! This is why I don&apos;t date high school boys. Heh, this is why I date Xander.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the boy, I haven&apos;t seen him in a long time. I tried calling his house a couple of times, but I kept on getting the machine. This bothers me. I miss him. I&apos;ve been feeling rather...distant from Xander lately, and it worries me. I&apos;ll try again tonight for sure, and if I don&apos;t get an answer I&apos;m going over there and camping out until he comes home. Hey, drastic times call for drastic measures.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2003 08:44:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>scoobies Well that was fun...I guess...</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/16626.html</link>
  <description>Well, I guess some things just never change. It was this way in middle school, and I&apos;m thinking that it&apos;ll be the same way in high school too. The best subject? Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning classes weren&apos;t too bad I guess, but I&apos;m just not a whole fan of the algerbra thing...and the history thing...and the science thing...and the...well, okay. A lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the good news is I have gym and art in my afternoon classes! Now those are more my style. I hear that we even get to swim in PE class. Now how cool is that?? I mean, we won&apos;t be swimming today obviously, but eventaully, we will be doing some swimmage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope I can find people to sit with in the cafeteria. And I really hope Mom made me peanut-butter for lunch, because I have a craving you would not believe! Wait...checking...okay, score! Peanut-butter all the way. Oooh, and Oreos! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I&apos;m liking the high school life. Even if I&apos;ve only been living it for half a day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2003 06:48:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>scoobies Ready, set...go!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/16316.html</link>
  <description>Okay, it&apos;s offical now. I am totally cool. Yes, because I, Dawn Summers, am now a high schooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I&apos;m a freshman high schooler, but I&apos;m still in high school and so that is totally the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, this morning wasn&apos;t as exciting as it should have been. I had always imagined something cool like cake for breakfast or something, with a banner and mini-party with Mom and Buffy. Except with the sudden return of Miss Missing In Action Older Sister, things are sort of...quiet. I think Mom&apos;s still in shock. I guess I am too. Honestly? I don&apos;t really know HOW to feel. I mean...all summer...no word. Then all of a sudden &quot;Poof! I&apos;m back, the world can go on now!&quot; That&apos;s so Buffy for you, right there. Yeah, okay, sure, her summer sucked. But did she stop and think that maybe while she was taking a break from the world that there were people here who were worried about her? She didn&apos;t have to sit in her bedroom and listen to Mom cry herself to sleep almost every night. She didn&apos;t have to wait around, jump every time the phone rang in case it was her or news about her. She didn&apos;t have to...well, a lot of things! And now she expects to just show up and have things be all normal again? I don&apos;t think so. But Mom told me to keep my mouth shut. I think she&apos;s afraid that if we say anything negative to Buffy at all, she&apos;ll take off again. Well, just let it be known that if it weren&apos;t for Mom, I&apos;d have a few things to say to Buffy, that&apos;s for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I&apos;m not going to let that ruin my first day of high school. No way! I&apos;m super excited...but actually, sort of nervous too. Last year I had always expected to talk to Buffy about high school before the first big day, but...well, with everything that went down, that didn&apos;t quite happen the way I wanted it too. So in some ways, I feel totally unprepared. I don&apos;t know what to expect at all! I know many of the kids in my class from middle school, but there will be a lot of new ones too. And then totally different teachers and classes...I just hope that I fit in. I really, really, really want to find some kind of club or something I can join. Mom suggested it to me last night, and it seems like a really good idea. I know Buffy made tons of friends when she first went to school and became a cheerleader. But cheerleading really isn&apos;t my thing...Buffy was always into gymnastics and stuff like that. I was really never good with the whole coordination thing. Then again, when I think about it, Buffy was a total cheater with those super-slayer powers she never knew about, so maybe I&apos;m not such a klutz after all. Anyway, I&apos;ll find something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, time to go and face Homeroom. Here&apos;s hoping to a good first day!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2003 22:35:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>our_gang Keep on turning</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/15974.html</link>
  <description>The world seems a blur lately. What am I doing? I don&apos;t even know. I go to class, I come home. I do homework, I go out. I talk to people, I smile, I laugh. I eat, I sleep...I even cry. But none of it seems real. Even the tears seem fake. I cry because...why? I miss my mother. I miss what has been, I miss what never was. Fall was always such a beautiful season. I have memories of when I was little, raking the leaves as a family, then jumping in the piles. We would all do that. Mom, Dad, Buffy and me. What happened to those days? I wish I could go back...back to when I was little and I never had to worry about any of this stuff. About people getting hurt, or leaving, or DYING or...any of it. All of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, technically if I went back to that time, I wouldn&apos;t even exist, so maybe I should rethink that wish a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m just tired of life right now. I don&apos;t want to do any of it anymore. Maybe not existing wouldn&apos;t be so bad after all. At least I wouldn&apos;t feel this pain anymore. I wouldn&apos;t feel anything. Right now, that sounds like a pretty good deal to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to bed. I&apos;m not doing homework tonight. Math class can just shove it as far as I&apos;m concerned. My mother is dead, I don&apos;t really think figuring out what x equals rates very high on my scale of what is important to me anymore. I don&apos;t think anything rates very high on my importance scale anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2003 07:28:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Home sweet...journal?</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/15665.html</link>
  <description>It&apos;s been awhile, I know. A really, really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; long, long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say? Buffy was really mad...I&apos;m lucky I saw the sun again, let alone my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s good to be back.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jul 2002 02:14:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Blah</title>
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  <description>So I guess Warren is having nightmares too, thought I wouldn&apos;t blame him, with you know, being horribly killed and all. Willow thinks it might have something to do with MY nightmares and they might have something to do with something eles...I don&apos;t know. It&apos;s all very confusing in the daytime now. My dreams are simple, but not in the good way. I have dreams about Angelus and Mom and dark pits and bugs. I dream of walking skeletons and lots of blood. There&apos;s always a lot of blood. I&apos;m almost afraid to go to sleep, but I&apos;m so tired I can&apos;t helpt it. I just feel so out of it, and I haven&apos;t wanted to eat anything in a couple of days, but I do anyway or Buffy will get mad. I&apos;ve snapped on a few people without realizing I&apos;ve done it, and I don&apos;t mean to but it happens anyway. Buffy mentioned something about going to mom&apos;s grave, but I don&apos;t want to because one of my dreams was set there, and Mom was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. I don&apos;t want to talk about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Jul 2002 01:57:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: Hospitals are evil</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/15346.html</link>
  <description>Okay. So Xander&apos;s not frozen anymore, but now he&apos;s all in a coma and I&apos;m really scared. People in coma&apos;s doing always wake up. I mean, sometimes they do, but sometimes they don&apos;t, and how do we know that this is a time that will do? I don&apos;t want Xander to be coma-guy forever. He, he still has to take me to see Men in Black 2, and trips to the zoo and maybe a concert or two to take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay by his bed twenty four hours, but the nurses don&apos;t let you do that. They say he needs his rest. His rest? He&apos;s in a coma! How much more restful can one get? Nurses are stupid. If I ever was a nurse, I so would let people stay by their friends (and future husbands??) beds all the time, and I would probably spice up my outfit a little bit too. But yeah, that&apos;s what I would totally do. See, my plan was to stay by his bed and wipe his face with wet washclothes like you see them do in movies all the time, so when he woke up he would see me first and know that I was the one who took care of him, not those stupid nurse people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it wouldn&apos;t have worked anyway. After awhile waiting, Buffy made Tara and Faith take me home. I started to protest, but she just got this look on her face and asked me not to argue with her. I know Buffy&apos;s really stressed out and worried right now too, so I didn&apos;t fight with her and I just went home. I went upstairs saying I was tired, but I couldn&apos;t sleep and after lots of tossing and turning I got up and went downstairs cause I thought I might watch some tv, but there was someone snoring on our couch and at first I was afraid so I picked up this big heavy statue of some Goddess that Tara and Willow keep around, and I was gonna be all cool and hit the bad guy on the head. But then I realized that it was Callie who was snoring on the couch, and I felt really stupid cause if a bad guy broke into our house, he wouldn&apos;t be falling asleep on our couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead I put down the statue and walked out the door. I know it was stupid to take a walk in Sunnydale in the middle of the night, but I just couldn&apos;t stay in that house any longer. It was okay though, because who did I meet up with but Villow and her Xander from the other place. At first I was all excited cause I thought it might have been MY Xander, but then his face changed and I knew it wasn&apos;t. It made me remember my Xander in the hospital though, and I got sad again and said I had to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and Callie was still on the couch, so I sneaked upstairs, but instead of going to my room, I went into Buffy&apos;s room and lay in her bed instead. I don&apos;t know why, but it helped me fall asleep. I woke up in the morning, and I was still in Buffy&apos;s bed, which meant that Buffy didn&apos;t come home at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t eaten anything for a day or two now, and I&apos;m actually really hungry now, so I&apos;m going to go get something to eat, if we even have anything. I don&apos;t know if anyone&apos;s done any shopping, but I think we have hot dogs stuck somewhere in the back of the freezer. Hm.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jun 2002 05:03:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: I want to go look!!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/14954.html</link>
  <description>Buffy came home late last night pretty bruised up. I was still awake cause...well it&apos;s summer, duh! So I saw her hobbling in the door. She didn&apos;t want to talk about it when I asked her, so I just assumed that some vamp had gotten the better of her in a fight and she was all embarressed and stuff. But now I know that she actually had a run in with Frosty last night with Faith and Xander, and now no one knows where Xander is! I&apos;m really upset and I want to do something, like go out and look for him, but Buffy said if I dared leave the house....well, I don&apos;t think I&apos;m going to repeat the exact wordage she used. It wasn&apos;t very nice. Mom would have been horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, stuck and useless, when I could totally be doing some good! Sure, okay, this Frosty guy is dangerous, but I&apos;m a really good hider, and he would never even know I was around if he came my way. He sounds pretty big, so he&apos;s gotta make a lot of noise when he comes around so I would totally have plenty of time to hide. See? I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; a plan. I am responsible. I can totally take care of myself. Hmph.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 05:04:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Shortness</title>
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  <description>Warren&apos;s back physically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy&apos;s back mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya turned all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m still having nightmares.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jun 2002 00:28:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: News, news, news!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/14517.html</link>
  <description>Okay, so Amy is all vengency demonish, without the demon part. I guess you don&apos;t have to be a demon to wreak vengence and stuff. Though I suppose I already knew that, cause one time when I was eight, my friend Amanda was &apos;going out&apos; with this boy from our class, and then he dumped her to go out with Jill Burton, who was a total biotch, even at the age of eight. So Mandi and I went over to his house one day when he wasn&apos;t home saying we wanted to play with him, and his mom let us in to wait for him up in his room, and we dumped a jar full of worms and bugs in his underwear drawer! Then we snuck out of the house before he came home. He didn&apos;t go out with another girl that whole year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, Amy, acting all evil and stuff. Though I guess she isn&apos;t really &lt;i&gt;evil&lt;/i&gt; cause it isn&apos;t like she killed anyone or kidnapped them or tortured them. She just made Oz&apos;s hands disappear. Hmm. Can that be considered a bizarre form or torture? Oh well. I guess I shouldn&apos;t be worried &apos;cause I&apos;m not a boy so she can&apos;t hate me. And no one else seems that disturbed by this. (Well except maybe Oz, but then again if I was suddenly handless, I&apos;d be disturbed too.) So I guess it&apos;s okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! Tara is home again! Yay!!! I missed her a lot, but I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I didn&apos;t miss her as much as Willow. They&apos;re all made up now, and I&apos;m really glad. The only bad thing is that I can&apos;t stay in my room cause I keep on hearing um...noises...coming from their bedroom and I don&apos;t really want to think about what those noises are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another happy thing is that Ben&apos;s all frozen. Go frosty demon! I think we should leave him that way. I don&apos;t know why people are suddenly so pro-Ben, but he WAS Glory&apos;s counterpart, and even if it wasn&apos;t his fault, he didn&apos;t some pretty bad stuff, mainly giving me BACK to Glory. I know you guys weren&apos;t there, but it&apos;s pretty scary on top of some building that crazy people built when you&apos;re about to be bled to death just so some whacko can go home. So yeah, I hope Ben stays frozen FOREVER cause it&apos;s exactly what he deserves. Hmph.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jun 2002 03:31:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: An update from me!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/14127.html</link>
  <description>Okay, so I haven&apos;t been around a lot, I know, I know. Bad Dawnie. Don&apos;t hate me guys, I&apos;ve been busy! Really! Summer is sooo great. No homework, no teachers, lots of fun beach playtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know lots of stuff has been going on. Not the least that Frosty Snowman demon *snicker*. I&apos;m sorry, but I just can&apos;t be afraid of something that is a cartoon I watch at Christmastime! Also the whole Willow/Amy/Oz thing. I&apos;m just sooo tired of triangles and bad relationships that I&apos;m just not even going to pay attention to it anymore. Just call me oblivious Dawnie. But, um, don&apos;t feel the need to hide stuff from me, and you don&apos;t need to stop talking in front of me either, I can totally take it. I just choose to be adult and not care. (I would really hate to go back to my eavesdropping days...those sucked! It&apos;s so much better when people just talk as if you weren&apos;t there.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I am going to try to go find Miss Kitty. I have been of the neglectful with her lately, and I feel really bad! I know she&apos;s all upset cause Tara&apos;s all in LA and mad at Willow and stuff. I sorta know what she feels like...I remember when my parents were fighting and when my dad moved out. It wasn&apos;t any fun. Hmm, I wonder if Miss Kitty would like the rest of the chocolate pudding we had for dessert the other night? Worth a try!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Jun 2002 17:36:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: I dreamed a dream</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/14037.html</link>
  <description>I had nightmares all last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t need nightmares in my sleep, I already have enough to deal with when I&apos;m awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soso scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I want is to be in mom&apos;s arms right now...</description>
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  <lj:music>no music....seems so pointless</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">no music....seems so pointless</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jun 2002 06:21:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Character Post</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/13720.html</link>
  <description>&lt;i&gt;So in chat tonigt, Amy was being totally mean to me, and calling me a brat for no reason at all!! It was really annoying, but I wasn&apos;t mean back, because I am so much cooler than that, and I am not going to stoop to her level. It was okay though, because everyone there knew that it was just her being the total biotch, and then just me being the total innocent bystander. Warren is cool. I really like Warren. I really wish he and Spike got along, because I like them both, but they like, hate each other. I suppose it has to do with the whole fact that they both want Buffy, and right now Warren has her and Spike doesn&apos;t. But then Warren&apos;s all threatened cause Buffy is always going to Spike&apos;s crypt and stuff. *sigh* Buffy, Buffy, Buffy! I mean, I love my sister and all, but she always has all these guys falling all over her. I don&apos;t get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but tonight, Corey said something about having a guy for me to meet. The only thing is, he&apos;s 18 years old, and I don&apos;t think Buffy likes that very much. She can&apos;t really complain though, because Angel was like, 200+ when she dated him, so compared to that, three years difference isn&apos;t really that big of a deal. The only thing is, I don&apos;t know if I want a relatonship! I mean, from what I&apos;ve seen around here, relationships usually end up of the sucky. Even when you like each other, you&apos;re fighting all the time. Either that or you&apos;re being all gross over your boyfriend like Amy. *gags* I don&apos;t want to end up being like that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m actually tired, so I&apos;m going to bed early tonight. I guess I&apos;m going shopping tomorrow with Buffy and Cordelia. I don&apos;t really have a problem with Cordelia, except for the fact that she likes Harmony. There&apos;s something wrong with that picture. I mean, hello, she&apos;s a vampire! She doesn&apos;t have a soul, and she&apos;s not even cool, like Spike is. She&apos;s just annoying. I think the only reason she&apos;s still around is because Buffy feels sorry for her. Oh well. At least she isn&apos;t killing people anymore. So she says...hmm. Nah, she&apos;s probably telling the truth. I think she&apos;s too dumb to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there are any chocolate chip cookies left?&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2002 08:24:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: I can&apos;t believe you guys!!!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/13539.html</link>
  <description>Okay, so am I like, the only one in the world who is upset that Spike is dead? Hello, I mean, come on, how many times has he saved my life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m really upset, and I&apos;m really mad, cause everyone&apos;s all like &apos;oh look, Spike is dead, lalala, let&apos;s skip in the park!&apos;. He did do some good things you know. Not that any of you CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he at least deserves some kind of funeral or grave markings. I mean, I&apos;m sure he had some a really long time ago, but they don&apos;t count. We need something for him NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, if it hadn&apos;t been for Spike, you&apos;d have a gravestone for ME so there. Hmph.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2002 15:10:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: Ah, happiness!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/13187.html</link>
  <description>Yesterday was the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xander took me and Janice out for ice cream, and then to the mall. We had so much fun. This is why I love Xander. He totally rocks. Also Xander, Janice says that you&apos;re really cute. Heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, no more school!!! Well, at least until next year I mean. But I have a whole summer in between! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for ice cream!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Jun 2002 14:47:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: School&apos;s out for the suuummer!</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/12949.html</link>
  <description>Thank God. I am soo ready for summer fun in the sun! Beach time, shopping, pool visits...(I&apos;d say maybe a trip to L.A. or two, but um, after my last one, I don&apos;t think I&apos;m going to be allowed to leave Sunnydale for a looong while.) But best of all...no more math! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW if everyone can only start getting along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy&apos;s been acting really weird lately. I can tell something is wrong, and it probably doesn&apos;t help that Angel is back in town after Cordy had that vision, and she and Warren seem to be fighting every five minutes. I haven&apos;t been hanging around the house a lot, just because there is SO MUCH tension. I hate it. I hate it. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we&apos;re out of milk.</description>
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  <lj:music>someone is snoring really loud...Buffy? Or Willow? Hmmm..</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">someone is snoring really loud...Buffy? Or Willow? Hmmm..</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 29 May 2002 05:26:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG....sometimes I just wish I&apos;d never been made</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/12721.html</link>
  <description>Well, we&apos;re home. Big deal. Everyone seems on edge. I don&apos;t think it&apos;s entirely about what happened in L.A. either. I think it&apos;s just...something in the air. Whatever it is, I don&apos;t like it. I wish everyone would just chill out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was old enough to drive. Then I could go places myself without having to be chauffered everywhere. Hopefully I won&apos;t have to wait as long as Buffy did before I can get my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did get ahold of dad. Not that I really care. I mean, who needs him anyway? He&apos;s stupid and is always changing girlfriends. And, it&apos;s not like he really cares about me or anything. He&apos;d probably be happy to find out I wasn&apos;t really his daughter, and just some ball of energy. That way he wouldn&apos;t have to worry about me anymore. Not like he does now anyway though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss mom.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2002 05:38:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Figures</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/12351.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;ve been trying to get ahold of Dad while I&apos;m here in L.A....it&apos;d be nice to see him twice in one year, you know? But he must be out of town or something. I&apos;ve spent the past two hours sitting by the phone just pressing the redial button over and over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entire week has just sucked.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 May 2002 05:25:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NSS: Memorial Day</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/12068.html</link>
  <description>Whee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a really good time today! A bunch of kids from school had a really big cookout on the beach, and I got to go! It was so fun. We all just hung out and stuffed our faces with hot dogs and potato chips. I met this really cute boy, and I think I like him, but I&apos;m not sure if he likes me, so it&apos;s just sort of a maybe thing. We did have a really cool conversation though. He&apos;s funny. AND I know he&apos;s not a vampire, cause he wears this little crucifix around his neck that his mom gave him for his birthday. The only problem is he&apos;s really religious like that, and I don&apos;t know if his life would really mesh with mine. With the whole, you know...fight evil every day thing. (Not that I actually fight the evil, cause SOME people -Buffy!- are too stubborn to let me actually HELP, but...you know what I mean.) Also, how would he react to the fact that I&apos;m the Key. I don&apos;t really think he could possibly understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey...I think I could work out a relationship with him. Just cause it never worked for Buffy doesn&apos;t mean I&apos;m the same, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I don&apos;t think Xander likes me anymore. He took me off his friends list. Hmph.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 May 2002 21:19:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Update from me</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/12031.html</link>
  <description>I&apos;m so drained. These past couple of days has been a dream. I don&apos;t want to believe it...any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like I was looking through somebody else&apos;s eyes into my own life. That&apos;s the only way I can think of to describe the way I felt. It was me, but I wasn&apos;t there. I don&apos;t know if that makes any sense. I don&apos;t think I was possesed. I just...was different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a letter a long time ago from Trent with tickets and the bus fare. He wanted me to see what some of his music was like because of the band we were going to have together. That&apos;s...that&apos;s the real reason I wanted to go to L.A. with Buffy. Sure I had the bus fare, but I figured she&apos;d it&apos;d be a lot easier if I already was in L.A. to begin with. But of course, I couldn&apos;t go, like always. Nothing new there. It wasn&apos;t that big a deal though, cause I already had the bus fare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know why, but I felt I &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to go to this concert. And I knew Buffy wouldn&apos;t let me go, because she never lets me do anything. She barely let me do the seance and then just cause I was a little tired afterward, she freaked out on me! That&apos;s why I didn&apos;t tell anyone about it, at first that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I started getting so tired. And even when I was sleeping, or had been sleeping for hours on end, I was still tired. AND then there was that night of sleepwalking, which was NOT cool. I never thanked Spike for bringing me back home. I just guess I never got the chance. But now...that seems trivial to what happened at the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t remember all of it. Just bits and pieces. It&apos;s like a big jigsaw puzzle with LOTS of pieces missing. I remember finding Willow on the bus...except later on, it wasn&apos;t Willow at all. It was the stupid evil vampire Willow wannabe. The funny thing is though, is...she saved me. If it hadn&apos;t been for her, I might have been killed or worse. There were other things I remember...still pictures mostly, crystal clear in my mind. I...they&apos;re...not nice. There was so much blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to see Trent. I haven&apos;t been left alone since it all happened...there&apos;s always been someone with me, even when I&apos;m sleeping, so I can&apos;t go out and find him. But I think he&apos;s in trouble and needs help. I want to help him. What happened wasn&apos;t his fault. He didn&apos;t purposly send me to get turned or anything. At least, I don&apos;t think he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. My head is starting to hurt again. I think I&apos;ve used up all the asprin in L.A. I&apos;m going to go take another nap. The best way to deal with this headache is to avoid it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I haven&apos;t even &lt;i&gt;started&lt;/i&gt; my homework yet. Grrr.</description>
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  <lj:music>pound pound pound</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 May 2002 21:17:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Yawn</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m up. I&apos;m really tired, but I can&apos;t sleep. I think it&apos;s because I&apos;ve been sleeping so much lately. I don&apos;t know what&apos;s wrong with me, but I&apos;m really tired. I think...something might have happened the night we spent at the school. I felt something...someone?...go &lt;i&gt;through&lt;/i&gt; me. I...I can&apos;t really explain it right now. I&apos;m almost too tired to think. I even left the Bronze really early because I just felt ready to pass out. I&apos;m glad it&apos;s the weekend, so I&apos;ll have lots of time to rest up. Hopefully that will help.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 May 2002 21:15:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: This is it guys</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/11422.html</link>
  <description>I wish everyone would just leave me alone. I&apos;m fine guys. Really. It&apos;s everyone else that has the problems. Everyone&apos;s all fighting with everyone else, and I&apos;m so tired of it. I just want everyone to get along. If you guys want to help me, you can all stop fighting!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there&apos;s anyone to be worried about, it&apos;s Trent. He&apos;s acting REALLY weird. Maybe he&apos;s possesed like Willow was???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and yeah guys, maybe if people did laundry around here, I wouldn&apos;t have to wear long sleeved shirts, cause everything else is dirty. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...lay off Warren and Spike, okay? It&apos;s...everything is &lt;i&gt;fine&lt;/i&gt;. Really.</description>
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  <lj:music>Some MP3s I downloaded from Trent</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 May 2002 21:10:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Plans</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/11169.html</link>
  <description>Going over to Angel&apos;s to visit Willow. Oz is coming to pick me up, and I&apos;m going to have dinner over there. I left a note for ya Buffy, but just in case you didn&apos;t get it (cause we all know how my notes like to disappear...) that&apos;s where I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, Oz is here. I&apos;ll update on going to mom&apos;s grave later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 May 2002 21:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SG: Torn</title>
  <author>risingdawnie@myself.com</author>  <link>http://dawnie-summers.livejournal.com/10866.html</link>
  <description>I don&apos;t know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I&apos;m happy that &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; there&apos;s something for me to do...something important...I-I don&apos;t think I can do it. I want Willow back just as bad as anyone, but...to kill someone? Even if they are a vengence demon...I just...I can&apos;t Buffy. I can&apos;t. I&apos;m sorry Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has to be another way. There HAS to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s a clue...has anyone thought of calling Wesley in LA? He knows more stuff than Giles...just cause he&apos;s dorky like that. But...he might know something. It&apos;s worth a try...huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going later with Buffy to put flowers on mom&apos;s grave. I feel bad that I snapped on Buffy earlier, cause I know that this is really a hard time for her. But sometimes, I can&apos;t help it. I wish I had Willow&apos;s excuse and was possesed by something evil. But I&apos;m not. I&apos;m just...me.</description>
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