That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.
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Pamela 11071995
I felt that night, on the stage, incredibly close to everything in the universe, but also extremely alone. I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What’s so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What’s so great about feeling and dreaming? Tagboard
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Wednesday, February 6, 2008
hiies ppls! HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR! (on advance) whoa, blogging again. shhesh. today went back to pri school. after that was supposed to go shoawei's house. but went to potong pasir instead, with eli, leon and zuo xuan. so sucky. eli had to run back to get her ice cream. then , i was supposed to folow leon and zx to potong pasir there. stupidly, i followed. wtf. got the 6/3 guys ang girls too. then berneard thought i was EMO. cme'on, emo IS potatoe. so ya, then i kinda like lost them, cos they went into mac, which i dun want to. then met u with eli, they were at land. okz. we borrowed the bball from leon, then go joo seng bball court to play. had chicken rice and buuble tea for lunch. ^^ played bball with sean and zhi xin. then, go home lorhs. lols. gtgs. bbyes! |