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yar matey. we won. 6-0. assist from me. whoop di doo. it was cool cool. it was cold cold. the refs. felt bad for them. cindy is my hero. woo. i like our team. i like soccer. i feel fat. i want to work out. i wonder if the dac is open. i think i am gaining weight. it's really hard to not gain weight. it's hard to lose weight.
portland was really fun. the train ride back was sketchier than i know. jenna and i were like passing notes via phone about them because we couldnt' say it out loud. haha it was funny. in portland i got capris, a shirt, and birkenstocks. birkenstocks were only 18 dollars! woohoo! my shirt is bright orangish-pink. i could go running in it at night in dense fog and still be seen. i am in love with american eagle. so is jenna i think. she said she was.
hmm.
If I could open my arms,
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are,
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson.
And if I could open my mouth,
Wide enough for a marching band to march out,
They would make your name sing,
And bend through alleys and bounce off other buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes,
To see in all directions at the same time.
Oh what a beautiful view,
If you were never aware of what was around you.
And it is true what you said,
That I live like a hermit in my own head.
But when the sun shines again,
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
i love that song.
your love is gonna drown.
hmm.
what do i think about it. well i don't want to post all of my thoughts on LJ so yaar....
how do you know if someone is really there for you? i wonder.
portland was really fun. the train ride back was sketchier than i know. jenna and i were like passing notes via phone about them because we couldnt' say it out loud. haha it was funny. in portland i got capris, a shirt, and birkenstocks. birkenstocks were only 18 dollars! woohoo! my shirt is bright orangish-pink. i could go running in it at night in dense fog and still be seen. i am in love with american eagle. so is jenna i think. she said she was.
hmm.
If I could open my arms,
And span the length of the isle of Manhattan,
I'd bring it to where you are,
Making a lake of the East River and Hudson.
And if I could open my mouth,
Wide enough for a marching band to march out,
They would make your name sing,
And bend through alleys and bounce off other buildings.
I wish we could open our eyes,
To see in all directions at the same time.
Oh what a beautiful view,
If you were never aware of what was around you.
And it is true what you said,
That I live like a hermit in my own head.
But when the sun shines again,
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.
Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound.
But while you debate half empty or half full,
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown
i love that song.
your love is gonna drown.
hmm.
what do i think about it. well i don't want to post all of my thoughts on LJ so yaar....
how do you know if someone is really there for you? i wonder.