not a clue

I can't sleep.

Ever.

Or all I do is sleep.

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I have the biggest headache right now. baboombaboom. 

I dreamt last night that I was part of a beauty pageant that involved muppets. I had to come up with a performance that utilized them, so I decided to be the many armed Hindu God Kali, with muppet faces at the ends of my hands (good idea, right?)

Then at one point I had long hair extensions that reached my ankles. We were running through halls, and up ladders and going underground. I felt pretty with my really long hair, even though it was fake.... and ridiculously long.

Random + weird = dreams.

I've been wanting to go to India lately. And dance like this all the way there.

Man, I haven't blogged in a while... Sorry about that folks. I've been studying my brains off. I hate public speaking. Whenever I have to do any public speaking, I suddenly feel like my body is a strange suit that doesn't quite fit me, and I feel oddly aware of what my hands are doing. Last night I dreamed that I had to talk in front of all the galaxies. I just stood there. Frozen. With a face as red as candy apples.