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Today I forgot that the word 'been' was an actual word in the English language.  I was reading and I saw it, and I was like, "What the fuck?  Is she making up words, or is that supposed to be one of Fleur's fucked up English words?"

And then I looked at it again, and I was like, "Wait a second...I say a word that kind of sounds like that.  But...it just doesn't look right."

And then I started to doubt myself, and I looked it up on dictionary.com and sure enough it's an actual word. 

See?  Who ever said you don't learn things from Harry Potter fanfiction? 


Like the ability to speak/read your native language again when, apparently, you've gone totally retarded.

I feel the sudden urge to narrarate my life...

I broke my personal record and stayed awake for 40 hours.  I drank like 9 cokes on the first night, staying up to write a huge ass paper that I'm sure everyone who is reading this has already heard me complain about, but then I started feeling the first symptoms of dehydration and my kidneys started hurting so I stopped. 

So I went to class and turned in the paper and all that and then came back from class and I don't know why I didn't go to bed...I think I was hungry.  No!  I wanted to get Chuck Palahnuik's new book, which I did.  I was also hungry, though, so I got Chili Cheese Burritos at Taco Bell.  But they weren't as good as I remembered them being ( I last ate them four years ago or so), and I got all disappointed.  Back to soft tacos for me.  Anywayz, I hung out in Barnes and Noble for awhile, and went through their entire Rock/Pop section looking for CDs, but after 45 minutes of looking, I didin't buy anything. 

Then I came home and didn't read the book I bought.  I spent the next 11 hours reading "The Final Reckoning" which is a great HP fanfiction, and went to sleep about nine in the A.M.

I wasn't really tired when I went to sleep...more like numb.  So I could have gone longer (maybe to 48?), but I didn't have anything to do. 

I slept till 6:40 p.m., when I jumped up and raced outside without putting on deoderant or brushing my teeth, because I had less than 20 minutes to get to my car and get to my comix.  Thankfully, I made it in time.  Then I got back home around 7:15 and took a much needed shower.  I got out and was on the comp for a bit, and then I was hungry again so I gathered up my studying supplies (big test in the same damn class that I was writing the paper for) and headed to McDonalds, where I got a big Mac and drank two large cokes in like 30 minutes.  I stayed until they were closing, and then made my way back home, studying more. 

I stayed up studying till 4, when I was supposed to wake Josh up so he could study.  He woke up on his own, and I went down to his room to study so that I could have better light (Damn that Andree and his normal sleeping habits!), but it turns out that Joshua decided to go back to bed instead of study and I was kicked out of his room.  I went to Hitt, ate some Subway, drank water instead of Coke (GASP!!!), and studied until 6:30, when I made my way back here. 

I was on the computer for a bit, reading some xangas, and then I decided to write this.  I am now writing this, and Josh is telling me to come downstairs so we can breakfast and then class.  Which I shall do...

Now.