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The bizarre-o behavior begins! Yes, I am studying for finals and I turn into a strange, strange being. I refuse to study for hours upon end and then totally freak out because I haven't studied. Ahhh - blah for finals that scare the crap out of me - I think it's the pressure of getting good grades not only because I'd like to get good grades, but because I need them in order to convince randy-dandy florida to LET ME IN. Because I AM a FL resident dammit! I swear!!

On a side note, I went shopping today and picked up some FABULOUS merch. One is the inspiration for me losing around 20lbs (it fits now, but it'll look a hell of a lot sexier with that gone). I cannot WAIT to workout. Especially with lastof9 - we'll be sweaty in the gym together - glancing at each other across the room - our clothes will cling to our rippling muscles - yeah. That'll be hot. Except I intend on working out so hard that I'll be ker-pooping afterward, but hey - it provided me with a quick romance novel there for 4.2 seconds.

Ok. So I'm addicted to Surreal life. I get the hugest kick out of that model chick and the Brady. Yeah - I think I'd like to watch them go at it - that could potentially be hot.

Ok. I really am delusional. Damn you law of property. Damn you.