Crap

I'm way too excited about tomorrow to go to sleep.

Daaaaaaamn.

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Well, since I'm already hyperactive, might as well go all out and spend a couple of hours listening to my muse singing.

Then around 1am I'll try to switch off my brain with Beethoven's symphonies or something like that.

I should probably also start getting my expectations about tomorrow under control.

Hmm...

Nah, fuck it. I want to wake up with that "today is going to be awesome" feeling, so I get my ass out of bed to go to swimming class early.