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hazel


still butterflying*
Friday, September 24, 2004

it's a beautiful early morning. the black sky so full of itself,the wonder it brings amazes me. although there isn't much of a star tonight, i'm still thinking of the orion belt,it's a beauty that threeesome.it brings me closer to GOD cause it's his pretty works.
so it's been quite a ride, still bursting through universe after universe hence the empty pages of my opinionated. but that shall be kept aside for a while.. was watching the kumars at no 42, geez, i just love that show... it's so hillarious, the way they do and say stuff,makes any sane person laugh from insanity laughter..here's a thought, define irony- a bunch of people in a aeroplane singing a song that was sung by a band that died in a plane crash-that's kinda funny, weird out but way guffaws.had quite a mean blast just now,was watching mean girls earlier on.it's interesting how society eats into a person but its also up to a person to choose-to walk away or not to.i thought that was quite a good show,above the storyline and all,it shows something more that is very inspirational.i can't really describe it now because i can't.
i have to fly, smile that i have a blog and then head home for pluto's daily ritual of dogdeball so shoot me.



hazel

1:15 AM