efficient strangers
03/30/2003 09:58 p.m.
I spent an enire day with a team I think I barely know... its funny how we work together brilliantly on the field, enough to win first place, but 18 medals and one trophey later we're sitting on the ferry in 3 distinct cliques and on group of self appointed outcasts.I guess we're all just effient strangers. I flit from group to group, never really staying in one, but I guess I fit in with the self appointed outcast kind of label. not that I stayed with them either, I kept to my self mainly. I could say so much more about certain individuals if I wasn't afraid that they might one day read this, and thenjump on my back for it... I guess it doesn't matter much, shes heard most of it before from meor others. I suppose I'll just save it for another entry. I wrote another poem, and it was the kind that I love to write. It was one of those ones that just come easily into your fingertips... writing i think is just one of those things that has a mind of it's own... or maybe is just using you as a host mind.
I am currently Crafty
I am listening to tick/tock/tick/tock