Reveries and wishes.

Damn damn damnnn. What's wrong with me.

I haven't been doing anything productive lately, but it doesn't stop me from wanting some fun.
All I want to do is look up at the sky with the sun shining in my eyes, me with my aviators and a silky dress, chatting animatedly with friends and sipping some frapuccinos from Starbucks and walking along some random pretty beach while we hold our sandals in our other hands.

My heart seriously longs for a day like that.
I can't shake it out of my mind.

On a different note...
I was in the bathroom today at school and as I was washing my hands, I couldn't help but stand there and stare blankly at the mirror, feeling the soothing warmness of the water, and think about completely random things, and when I woke from my brief- well I thought it was brief- reverie, I saw a group of girls just watching me with an expression that failed to hide the what the fuck is this girl doing in front of the sink look.

I daydream so much, it's almost frightening.
Friends would be talking and my eyes would linger to the objects behind their heads and I'd start thinking about other things and I would miss out on parts of the discussion.

I used to think I must be the strangest, most bizarre person on the face of this planet.
But then I thought, there are so many people in this world, there must be somebody that thinks and feels the same things as I do.
I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be thinking about me too.

Well, if you are out there reading this, then yes, it's true I'm here. And I'm just as strange as you.