i want to wake up next to you
imagination is just as good as being there. i've had the weirdest dreams lately, i could swear they're real. happens to everyone i guess, but ever since i got back from pyic it's been happening. even on the plane and i hardly even sleep on planes. no one cares, that's fine i care. i spend way too much time thinking about pyic and looking at pictures it's terrible. no time for homework...bad alexia! i just wanna sleep all day, get up go on aim and check my email hoping that one of my buddies has sent me a message. maybe i should send a message. i want more pictures. i think i'm way too sad and tired right now to be writing in my lj. i hardly write in it though so what the hey a weird message should work just as well as any. ok so i'm going to go get some diet coke and then come back to my room and read and annotate T.S. Eliot's "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock" and figure out how Dante fits into Eliot's vison for this poem. I love Mrs. Stevens, I really do, she's very interesting. I like her style cause it's cool and she doesn't care. i hate high school. get over yourself. I wish i could talk like Mrs. Stevens, i need to work on my vocabulary, a lot. ok i'm off now for real. yay! good night i love you <3