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She's the girl who sits and watches while others live a charmed life. The girl loves to write but doesn't know if she's any good at it. She loves rainbow sprinkled ice cream on a rainy day. She loves to take walks with the wind blowing. Giggling should be made a career. She tells you her secrets in not so many words.

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  • Thursday, May 10, 2007 11:38 PM

    lets take that spaceship ride you promised.

    Sometimes when the Earth seems like the last place you would like to inhabit, some things show you that it isn't so bad after all.

    Just when you're convinced you could live through it, a song with the stupidest chorus gets airtime during prime time over a radio station that boasts great music all day. But to counter the awful imagery that gets graffitied in your mind (no thanks to "...it's better to be the owner of a lonely heart than a broken heart"), you manage a clean cut on one of the busiest lanes around.

    Soon after the mad cows are out of the farm and you nearly knock into a Beamer and a Benz, so you make a mental note to list reasons for a chauffeur only to smile at your mother's remark that the driver in the other car allowed you entry only because she held up her hand while smiling. A debate ensues if the driver allowed entry because the driver in our car was too hot not to or because of her beautiful *cough*sister*cough* smiled at him. How's Earth so far? Okay, I guess.

    Wait. Earth loss a point. The bookstore you've been dying to set foot into fails to stock up on beautifully authored books. Bummer. Earth, however, manages a comeback. It's policy for this wonderfulcoollovely bookstore to refund contras in amount when an exchange is done. No other bookstore or store in the Universe does this. Earth is home =)

    Not so fast, homie. It is on this planet too that the cries are the loudest for pains that could not be pictured by stringing a few adjectives in a sentence even if one possesses the most profound vocabulary. One such cry is forever loud and present daily in your life. A cry that you can't stand hearing only because it's pains pierce through your heart and mind the moment it registers in your auditory functions.

    Then you see a picture perfect moment that convinces you that your address on Earth could never be replaced with a post code in Venus even if they declare you Queen and gave you gifts in the form of every single digital and film photography equipment ever made.


    Earth it is, pretty things, Earth it is. =))


    minx wrote at11:38 PM
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