he's a lamp and Im the table.

My head hurts, I have been working on my 25 page exam review for the past hour. Plus I have been working on good new/ bad new letters all morning. Im so sleepy, I just wanna go home and crawl into my bed with my cat and sleep for the rest of the day. Its funny I washed some clothes on Friday and set them all my bed, and I have been sleeping with them piled up on the bottom of my bed for the past 5 days. I am such a slob, my room is trashed, even my bed is filled with make up brushes, homework and clothing.

Not much has been happening in my life since my last posting. I feel so drained, physical but more mentally than anything. I have been fretting over Alex, and I feel powerless. Though I hold all the power in my hands, I could easily walk up to him and talk to him. But I feel pathetic and scared. I feel like every day I go home and work up the courage all over again for the next day, just to be disappointed again.
I feel like giving up, but then I see him walking down the hall and I get butterflies. Its all soo silly and so juvenile. Hes has over taken my head, my dreams. And I have no control. Maybe he is just something to help spice up my dull life, give me something to talk about, and something to look forward to.