dream a little dream.

so, I was dreaming last night about how I discovered a murderer, and I was hunting down evidence that he did it. So my detective group and I went over to his house for some reason. While we were searching it, some people holding loaves of bread came in saying that there was somebody in the yard. We asked them why the person was there, and the people starting to sing, “We don’t know, he baoguettes!”

I decided it was time to wake up from that dream at that moment.

oh my gosh, I finally got my iPod from the replacement program (1st generation nanos were recalled, which is what I had, and Apple replaced it with a brand new one).

I’m so happy~

things I’m good at:

  • crying
  • wasting time
  • making people angry with me
  • making people worry about me
  • wasting time
  • forgetting
  • wasting time
  • wasting time
  • eating
  • losing followers

I have been awake for less than an hour and people are already angry with me.

it’s going to be a greeeattt day.