So a few nights ago, I had a dream I was on a cruise ship with GORGEOUS, absolutely breathtaking decor. The one room had double staircases with huuuge banisters, and everything was golden and lovely.  I've been thinking too much about lolita, obviously.

AND AND, THE DREAM HAD CHUCK BASS IN IT.  It completed a wonderful night's time.  *NERD*
I can't remember much of it, but this is the first dream in a long time that I actually never wanted to wake up from.  People comment on how they don't expect me to be an early riser, but at sleepovers I'm first to wake, first to sleep.  All that.
And if dreams aren't any better than life, why dream and sleep?


So yes.  I'm very glad my subconscious decided to give me a break, and an awesome dream for once.
ALSO, I think I married him...in the dream.  it was great.
But at the same time, it was heartbreakingly romantic and I knew it would never happen like that.
Because that's not how life goes.

FFFFFFFFF YES.  GOSSIP GIRL HAS A 300 REFERENCE.  ALL IS RIGHT IN THE WORLD AGAIN.

Penelope:  What's the point?  You serve detention and go to Yale.  You win.  This is Madness!
Blair:  THIS IS CONSTANCE. *smacks book out of Nelly Yuki's hands*


god.  I cheered.