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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?

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Sunday, April 13, 2008

HELLLLOOO (:

posting at 11.33 pm.

will try not to tear in class in the future. (:

duno why i did, maybe it was the moodiness in my head since the start of a friday. TGIF. and i was sad. plus, the sad weather.

ok, was chionging both lit and geography.

geography -- crustal plates etc. cannot get it into my head. haix. gonna try chionging it during
recess tomorrow with elissa hopefully (:

lit -- both jamie and karmun say that it cant be studied. i don't believe it man. if it can't, then
why izzit testable? hahas. anyways, chiong-ed it till 12: 15 am yesternyt - day. online.

haix. afraid that i will not pass these two subjects man. some more got music project thing. which has nothing to do with music itself. how stupid is that? ok, happy go lucky i guess. great, i am now banned from the word " RETARDED"!? what the heck huh? like, it's not even a vulgarity. it is so commonly used now. i tried replacing it with " ridiculous". my mum got more pissed with it. hahas. she claims to have banned me from the computer for 1 WHOLE YEAR. but presto, i am blogging. cos she is SLEEPING. hahas. i am like the only who is awake at hme now. (: it's 11 : 40 pm.

ok, i think i should be sleeping.

lit is first thing next morning.

geog is after recess.

whoa. count the number of smiley faces in this post.

gtgs.

bbyes. (: