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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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Thursday, May 22, 2008

hello.

just came back after playing basketball downstairs. watch and played a match. oh heck. how i wish i could switch groups with Donovan. lots of ants at the basketball court.

the match that we watch was funny. and suddenly every one HOT together, then they started playing like damn fast. i was stunned; i freaking said, " eh, why suddenly play so fast, play slowly, I'm old, can't catch up. " lols. i old, they ancient. well, they are older than me anyway. upper secondary and jc.

it was a 4 vs 4 match. bartley secondary people one team, jc people one team. lols. the jc people won. like, DUH. hang on, they played 2 matches. after the match, the eli they all like waiting for "debrief" like that. sit there and watch the jc and bartley peopls. -.-

one of the jc team the people was damn funny. his slipper broke while playing half-way, so his shot went like -uh-oh- like what happened to mine the other time i played. started asking my friend to lend him his slipper. then the jc side got this green shirt guy. the ground was very hot. and he was playing bare-footed. so ya, his feet gets very hot when he stands at a spot for more then 2 seconds. then he went to sit on the court and started rubbing his feet together. he looked so funny. then after standing up, he was like marching super fast on a spot. he's got packs. at least he has it. cos his friend don't even have a tiny weeny outline then follow the other team mate go and strip the top also. one of them came as a couple. the gf was watching. then saw Donovan banging his head on the lamp post. started laughing. i waved to her. also don't know for what. cos she was waving back? wakao. the green shirt guy can do full moon. i want to learn. will TRY to learn when he does it the next time. (:

after that, played a match with Sean, shadow and Donovan. the Green Shirt Guy was betting with the with-figure-stripper. if he can chop a half court; 3 bubble tea. the shot didn't go in, but the basketball did touch the board. at the very least. the while playing match, the green shirt guy was sitting in the middle of the court looking. bored. blocked Sean. the extra Donovan went to use the rubber band to snap me. like, go and block your own person, dude. lols. the GSG 3-points were damn chop - ish. (: saw a lot of time on court before, he used to wear a black jersey, i think. then one of the bartley guy lost his hand phone on court. poor you. hope you find it soon, Johnathan. then there was this guy, his name was "Andy". like, Andy Lau. o___o then an ex-cedarain walked in. he didn't came from my batch though. one year apart, but i don't remember him. he looked familiar. senior. if he dyed his hair back to black, maybe, i can recognise him. eli's coke ran out of carbon dioxide after i drank it so many times. (: haha.

gtgs. bbyes. (: