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yeaaa... just tired :\ didn't get to sleep til around 3am.. no idea why. and even when i did, it was a pretty shallow sleep. blargh! what happened to my DEAD-OUT-COLD-NEVER-TO-RETURN-TO-CONSCIOUSNESS-COMA-LIKE sleep?! man, the sleep gods must hate me :\ i don't even know what i did! i'm sorry! do i need to repent?? the last two nights have been pretty shoddy in terms of "good sleep".. terms.. yea. yes. i am awesome with the english language. awesome. class at 9:30am.. yes. awesome. showering in the morning means waking up at 8:30, and 8:30AM is an ungodly hour. i don't know how i managed zero period. 6:55am? of course i didn't shower in the morning and left home at 6:43am.. hahaha.. yea. good ole' days. with nazi crask or really bad, out of tune, loud music at band, constantly yelling at the immature drumline kiddoes.. yea. maybe not so much "good ole' days" as.. yea. whatever. -__-

i had a dream where i saw a bunch of people that i either don't talk to or haven't talked to in awhile.. and.. i was just walking through this huge line of them (it was like london bridge with people on either side) and i was saying hi! hey! how are you! and giving them all hugs. 

and i woke up all tired. i think all the dream-hugging made me tired. i duno. maybe i'm just weeeeeeiiirddddd.. possible. my body is just NOT happy lately. i'm either tired.. or.. everything in my body cracks. i shifted a little in business class today and BOTH sides of my hips cracked. and i stretched some more and felt some grinding or some cracking or i don't know. i'm getting old :( ugh and i'm second youngest in this fab five. how lame is that. i'm just getting so old. i'll blame tennis. yes. apparently tennis is bad for your knees (changing directions rapidly on a hard surface.. or something).. yea. well. that sucks. oh and last week, my knee kept feeling weird.. but.. it's okay now. 

weird morning. even though bryant made me a bagel to eat (if he doesn't make breakfast, i don't eat. haha. go figure. just too much effort for me i guess. and i was insanely tired and just.. ugh. but. but. remember the german shepard puppy i wrote about awhile ago? his name is beezy (hahah! yes. i should call him pineapple..) and.. yes. so i went outside (we were leaving for class) and he was outside too and when i came out.. he.. aww. he ran over. it was sooooooo insanely adorable cute. he just did this funny-adorable-puppy-run over to me and was just SO happy to see me. beezy TOTALLY completely absolutely made my day. i LOVE that puppy. love love love love love love love it. LOOOVEEEEE. love love love. just saw it again (took a break from typing to play with it). cuuuuuteeeee. love love love :) hahaha. okay. i'll shut up now.. 

there's this pretty funny show called "psych".. based in santa barbara but actually filmed in canada. based on psychics. well. a psychic that works at the "santa barbara police station". 

lalala.. la... yea. i have no idea. just blogging to.. blog, i guess. as usual :) 

see you girls this weekend?? x0xo