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? Tagboard
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Tuesday, June 3, 2008
HELLO(: haha. it's tuesday(: and i'm bored. i want to play basketball. but no one jio me, yet. ate CHICKEN RICE for lunch. ah. crave for more. i even took a picture of it before eating. i don't know why i did it. perhaps just to have this delicious local dish with me, all the time. ![]() ah. looking at it makes me damn hungry. >"< and one super good news. I HAVE COMPLETED THE damn MATHS WORSKSHEET. yessaaaaah. the " Revison Ws. ( SA1 ) is completed. whooosh. i am super hungry now. i shall go to the fridge and dig an ice-cream out. bbyes(: |