When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely [22 Sep 2005|09:19pm] [ mood | gross ] [ music | Mr. Jones, Counting Crows ] today made me feel gross. most of the day was actually fine, but after school was less than fine. i rode mikey for the first time in like a week and i could definitely feel the missing week. it wasnt bad, it just wasnt as wonderfully natural as riding mikey normally is. than after that i went swimming. i got to the pool and i was like "im only going to do 10 laps because i dont have very much time" and by the time i got to lap 6 i felt like i was going to die. it hasnt been THAT long since polo, how could i have gotten so out of shape? anyways, i did all ten laps despite my inability to breathe after lap 6, but when i got out of the pool i had a horrific headache and my entire body had that pins and needles feeling you get after your foot falls asleep. i literally almost passed out just walking to the parking lot to get my car. on top of the physical side effects, im disgusted that i can barely do 150 yards now. gross gross gross. sabrina wants me to go to homecoming, but do i want to go? who knows what i want. your guess is as good as mine. i wish laura, ian, and jordan were going. brittney had to evacuate. i really hope she'll be ok, and i hope her house is still there for her to come back to. thank god she doesnt live right on the coast. I was down at the New Amsterdam staring at this yellow-haired girl Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation with this black-haired flamenco dancer She dances while his father plays guitar She's suddenly beautiful We all want something beautiful I wish I was beautiful So come dance this silence down through the morning Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones Believe in me Help me believe in anything I want to be someone who believes 8 comments|post comment

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