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So, I am now broken with sleeping late and can sleep no later than ten o'clock- which is kind of good, cause it puts me roughly on the same clock as the rest of the Eastern seabord, and bad, because I WANT TO SLEEP LATE, DAMMIT. Disregard the fact that I've gotten the recommended amount of sleep the past week, and that I got it last night as well- I want to see noon on the clock!

Also, I am very aware that this is like, five months old, but I just found it last night and literally cannot contain my squee to it. I watched it like, seventeen times last and then went to bed singing it and woke up singing and it and, oh, Discovery Channel, you are so made of win.

... No, seriously, you watch that and see if a giant smile doesn't cover your face from ear to ear.

I had a dream last night that in spite the fact that I am a high school graduate and a college student that I was going to spend a year at Carrollton, the high school where my friend Becca graduated, aka the most expensive private girls' school in South Florida. I was going down to the grove, and I saw my Tia Mabel and Tio Stan- the weird thing about this being that they were a couple, and my Tia Mabel is married to my godfather, Jorge, and Tio Stan is married to Marti, who is Mabel's sister. So I went up to their fabulous apt- which was really fabulous- and I told them about school, which they totally took in stride, and then gave me a ride to school. I didn't have a uniform, which was bad, but then it turned out that today was Labor Day, and therefore I didn't need a uniform, cause technically there wasn't school, even though there was dozens of kids there. Boys and girls, which I didn't realize was weird until I woke up. We all hung out on beds in a common room, which wound up having the two couples on my bed getting, er, fresh, so whilst they were hot and heavy into their activities, I cleared my throat and said "Hi, my name is Madeline, and even though I've already graduated high school and actually am a junior at the University of Florida, for some reason I'm spending a year here! How are you guys?"

This an extremely random post.

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"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…" he murmured. I looked away, hiding my
eyes as I thrilled to the word.
"What a stupid lamb," I sighed.
"What a sick, masochistic lion."

And so, Twilight is summed up by the main characters in four lines. Awesome.

Today I went with Melissa and her Navigatee, Jean-Baptiste, to a few stores, and we spoke French all day, and then we went and had some wine and cheese and bread at his place. Or, in my case, some bread and a few sips of wine because... I am embarrassingly unfond of cheese and wine, even though both are French, and the wine was brought with him from France, and is from the same village as his ancestors. I just suck, clearly. It was a really nice time, though, and I was complimented on my French, even though I think he was just being nice.