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Saturday, August 25, 2007
how do people tolerate me, i wonder.. sometimes i can barely stand myself.. and thats already because i am my own form of existance.. without myself i am nothing, although i can imagine one could fine a gazillion reasons otherwise.. god i wish i were invisible.. you know, if death involved being unseen and watching the people you know get on with their lives from afar, i seriously wouldnt mind.. haha, if according to one of robert rankins books, you get reincarnated and while waiting for that people float just off the surface of the earth, enjoying the cosmic rays, i might not mind too much either.. yeah apparently thats why hauntings are once a year.. the worlds come a full circle and the souls back where it started again..
3:19 am
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
