i'm TIREDDDD.

last night, i had a dream that the world was ending. there were balls of fire in the air and they kept crashing down and setting things aflame and i had to run as fast as i could to escape the burning buildings. i'm talking like video game style running- dashing, if you will, to dart around flames and rubble. i ran and ran. faster than i've ever run in my entire life. and then around 5:11 am i woke up and thought OMG I AM SO TIRED FROM RUNNING. it was exhausting. i wanted to dream of cotton candy and my-little-ponies and the spice girls but instead i had to lunge over buildings escaping my fiery death and the end of the world. can't a girl get a breakkk?? come onnnnn.

i'm going to bed now. please pleaseeee let me be laying on a beach or making best friends with gaga and the olsen twins. at a quiet place. in a comfortable chair. if i close my eyes and am doing jumping jacks and push ups, i am going to be furioussss. good nightttt...