(note: I made this a few days ago, but it wouldn't let me post the chapter. After some editing, it finally let me. It is not currently 1:00 am for me, but I'm too lazy to change too much of what I had already Said. I'm just gonna leave it as is, so enjoy! ^-^)

I can't sleep. I've been up all night watching Pretty's videos, and it's almost 1:00 am for me. I guess I could call my inability to sleep "Fangirl Insomnia"..

Hold on, lemme make that a word in my personal dictionary.

"Fangirl Insomnia".

Also known as "Fanboy Insomnia", it is a state in which a person is so caught up in their fandom, or fangirling/Fanboying, they cannot sleep properly.

While I'm awake, I thought I'd tell you about this weird @$$ dream I had a couple nights ago. It has pretty much nothing to do with MCSM, but I thought it was too funny NOT to share with you XD

So, here we go.

In my dream, I traveled back in time to watch my past self. I was invisible, so my past self couldn't see me. (You know, like in scrooge? The ghost of Christmas past brings scrooge back to see his past, but he's invisible)

The past me casually walked out from behind a building.

I pointed at myself, and spoke to THE FREAKING NARRATOR. "Oh yeah, I remember that!"

The narrator then said in a strange tone of voice, "Let's make it a bit more entertaining.."

Suddenly, the memory started over again. My past self walked out from behind that building again, but it was different. One of my friends (who I'm not gonna say the name of) was with me.

"Why is (person) here, now?" I asked, suspiciously.

The narrator looked at me and shrugged. (Don't ask me how)

"Oh, you two did the nasty behind that building over there."

I said "WAIT, WHAT?!", and then I woke up.

Don't ask me why... My mind is strange.

Hey, at least the Witherstorm didn't show up and shout "SUPRISE MOTHERF**KER" again.

I'm gonna go to sleep..

Toodles!
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WARNING: STRONG LANGUAGE.

This killed me XD

Although I have a feeling that if Xara had a Microphone and easy access to Romeo, she would shove the microphone up his nose.

Or... Somewhere else.

(Dear god)

I'm gonna leave for real now, though.

Toodles!
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