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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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Saturday, April 12, 2008

was super sad/depressed/emo; yesterday.

hahas. ear-ed in chinese class yesterday man. sad case. stupid chinese cher made us write a stupid compo on a rainy day in tkg. the title was <<>> siiax. wth larhs. some more morning oreadi very what lerhs, history test. needa study. but the knowledge cun be remembered man. recess was 'emo-ing'. hahas. then the stupid cher go tok about rainy day, then cry stuffs. then being sad oreadi-- tears came down uncontrolably. wiped them of. what's wrong with me man..

ok, went to the temple there to pray. qing ming jie.tsk, tsk, tsk.. then now is about to rain,

PEARLYN -- i dun think i can go your bazaar le. look at the weather at blk 8 joo seng rd singapore. hahs. its thundering. so, SORRY.

&& who got the song <<>> pls send to me. !!!! need it like siao. omfg, i love jay's song and lyrics. all so emo and nice. AHH~

and, hurt my freaking right thumb at bball yesterday. idiot. hurts like siao now. haix. sad. i finally realised the importance of a RIGHT THUMB. hahas.

gtgs now. bbyes!