Waiting.

Just waiting for the rest of the group to show up and listening to Jaws Theme Swimming.

I got into a fight with Mike last night so now I feel miserable. Even though it was resolved (I guess) before I fell asleep, I feel kinda gutted.

I hate it when I feel this way.

I've learned:
1. It's harder to have disagreements and resolve disagreements when you're 5000 miles and 5 hours away.
2. Showering everyday is overrated.
3. I need him.