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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 15, 2008

hi.

hahas. sorry, s-h-a-w-n. (:

and ya, thank loads to shawn, jodie and eve? on helping me on my lay up yesterday. espeacially shawn. made me try loads of time to geddit right. TYS !!! eve was a suan-er that day. -.-" LOLS. and chin, wth la. you freaking wiped the paper which you used to hit flies to smack my damn back. ): hahas. yea, school was FLOODED with flying insects yestrday afternoon man. as long as it's the first floor and it's sheltered, yea, they are THERE !! bball court oso have a lot. and lols. almost everyone were eyeing on ONE bball. hahas. this was the only time i could get back on evil eve. she and shawn were standing beside each other, then i was supposed to pass the bball, but since shawn was SOOO much bttr then kai hua jie guo , OF COURSE, i passed the bball to shawn instead. (: HAHAHAS. (: and yestrday me and jodie kept on correcting coach's english.

coach : when the opponent is interception the bball.
me : coach, it's intercepting. not interception.
coach : whaever la.
jodie : coach, it is whaT-ever. not whaever. -.-
me : LA.
jodie : oh ya, LA.

lols la. WHAEVER. hahas. oh so funny. today's assembly was BORING. some more drag so long. then took the damn late bus. and was damn hungry in the bus can? and, wth. don't ppl know how to keep their balance on the bus? i know clarin cant. hahas. but i was like squashed by a teenage guy on the bus when going home. the bus went to suddenly stop half way, then the guy standing beside me, lost his balance, and leaned on me. he din even freaking intend to say sorry, till i glare at him man.. WTF. anyways, yea, try to keep your balanceS.

AHHH. need to perfect my damn lay up. ><

hahas. gtgs. bbyes. (: