Seriously. I could write a book about what happened last night. And it would have that title. If anyone gets the chance, going to bed incredibly early is a GREAT pastime in college. I rode the melatonin wave onto the shores of dreamland at 8:30 last night and I do not regret it. I awoke and thought it was morning at 2:30, then realized I had FOUR MORE HOURS! When I did get up for class (Ballet Bootcamp at 7 am- a music theatre requirement), I felt ridiculously refreshed and ready to go. That has never happened before. In my lifetime. Not at that hour. So the moral is.... one night with a lot of Zs goes a long way.