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That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.

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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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Friday, May 30, 2008

HELLLO.

woke up at 8 + today. like wth, so early. my record was 12 pm. slept from 12 am - 12 pm. so ya, it's ALL in a day's work. lols.

afternoon got training.

i shall post about the later part of yesterday, since there is like really nothing much to post about today, since the day barely started.

the later part of yesterday..

went down to play basketball. earned half a packet of dye, cos Donovan bought a spare packet and gave it to me and eli. THANKS ! he don't even know how to use it. how i wish tkgs allowed dye. which is like somewhat, SUPER impossible. even if the sky's gonna fall, our hair are to be black lols.

then maris stella guy came... he and a few of my friends went to push the dustbin to below the basket. then he went to climb it. then he touched the basket. i passed him a basketball, he tried dunking. but, the damn basketball went to ROLL OUT of the basket. like, wth. we tried it like FOUR times, all unsuccessful. like, so RARE to have a chance to dunk, some more, it wasn't only A chance, it was FOUR chances. the last chance was stupid. cos there was this group of about 40 girls, whoa, god knows from where, but for sure, they bounce the basketball as though their hands were stiff like hell, and cannot be bent, then shoot like frog. -.=" then the mshs guy tried to dunk, his LAST anf FINAL time. unsuccessful. he hanged on the hoop. he came down, turned around to look at the 40 girls. they "cheered" and "clapped" for him. then the "teachers/coaches" of the girls, came to say to us, like, " what if he falls? did you see te basket bend? it is not safe, don't do it again. " it is unsafe thoughh.. who cares?

then me and eli went to like suan sean. we said that he looked like a girl. then he said, " i know. " like wth, YOU KNOW?! sorry anyways.

and next year, if i am still in school team, i am so going to take 11 if the numbers are still the same. or maybe if our numbers change and there is a 23, i am so gonna take 23(: lols.

training's over. oh whoa, well done ming xia on being soooo out standing today. -.=" and curse my BLISTERS. both foot, on the same place some more. -.=" but i don't have to endure the pain while blogging. like DUH. pain still blog what. at the end of the training, did the "tk, jia you!" thing. and coach is so damn BLUR. MAYFLOWER SEC is in NORTH zone. SERAGOON GARDEN also. then he go and say mayflower in SOUTH zone. like, CRAP. -.="

ate ice cream.



hahas(:

gtgs. bbye (: