[fuck you, bitch! you're not my goddamn lucky star! /roar]
I fell asleep watching the Madonna concert.
I woke up to the Madonna concert about five times.
I had a dream I was playing some card game with Gen and got kissed on the cheek by Sam Morris (um, weird).
And to top it off:
I woke up in a little puddle of drool
(I haven't drooled since like... first grade.
Goes to show that last night's sleep was really needed.)
right in the middle of "Lucky Star,"
which has been stuck in my head since yesterday.
I love you, Madonna,
but goodness me, your songs need to die.
I woke up to the Madonna concert about five times.
I had a dream I was playing some card game with Gen and got kissed on the cheek by Sam Morris (um, weird).
And to top it off:
I woke up in a little puddle of drool
(I haven't drooled since like... first grade.
Goes to show that last night's sleep was really needed.)
right in the middle of "Lucky Star,"
which has been stuck in my head since yesterday.
I love you, Madonna,
but goodness me, your songs need to die.