Dear friends, family, and inanimate objects; There comes a time in every pure ball of glowing energy key type persons life where she must venture beyond the horizon and find a life of her own. Its true.. the Dawnster is leaving Cleveland, the hellmouth, and the GAP to move to greener shinier pastures (with lawyers.. who are undead). I'll come visit all the time, and write, and some junk. But there is much mischief, mayhem, and shampoo to cause in the city of Angels. What will I be doing in this fine land? College. Going to start some of those early college classes and that whole technical junk.. plus I'm going to go scope out a place to live with Janis. (Who has coincidently moved there with her mother)

Now, remember, call. I'm stealing Buffy's cellphone.

Love
Dawn

( Oh my god, did it sing? )

Current Trauma: contemplative
Current Booty Shaker: Jewel - Foolish Games

I gave birth to a pterodactyl.

Current Booty Shaker: Sweet - Ballroom Blitz

The holiday where we celebrate the love of cute little dip foods and worship the football gods... and everyone goes into work the day after with the celebratory hang over of doom.

My teacher assigned us to write three things about ourselves. One of them had to be a lie.

Mine were as follows:

1. I am tran dimensional key used to lock her perm-ness Glory on earth.

2. I escaped to L.A. and hung out with an undead lawyer and freaked everyone and their mother out in the process.

3. I own a pocket watch.

My teacher gave me a "f"

I'll go bleed her into a different reality, that hooker.

Current Trauma: annoyed

Did I say evil plan? it was really more ordering pizza with bits of pineapple on it. I believe its called "Hawaiian" i mean how cute is that.. a hawaiian pizza.. I just want to put it next to a little surfboard and one of those tiny umbrella things that they put in alcoholic beverages.. that I've never had because I'm underage.. and that would be BAD... Dawn + Alcohol = BAD

not that I would know, because, hey, never had any.. that I know of... but I am a cute young nubile girl and creepy people like to give me alcoholic beverages.. and go "do you go to school around here, little girl?" And then Buffy beats them up. Yay, Buffy!

Speaking of Buffy. She seems to have disappeared. Actually everyone has gone into "UBER QUIET MODE"

I smell demon! A DEMON! Of real life issues! I will stake him! With this stake of woodyness! Ew, that sounds gross.

Other than that? My life of retail hell has provided me with the money. Money + Dawn = goood.

//engage firewall against EVERYONE and their sister's brother's former roommate//
I wonder if this would be the best time to tell buffy that I might be going to college in Los Angeles. Oops.

Maybe this means I was destined to run away into the sunset with my hot angsty lawyer friend? XD

Naaah
//end firewall//

Current Trauma: cheerful

MY ROOM HAS BEEN INVADED BY POPTARTS...

STRAWBERRY AND SMORES!!!!!!

My evil plan is almost complete.

Current Trauma: devious
Current Booty Shaker: Frou Frou - 04 - must be dreaming