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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Monday, June 9, 2008
HELLO(: the most hated week of the month. intended to go back to cedar pri for track and field training. just to go and train and somehow, disturb my seniors, juniors ad teachers. but, i overslept. oh well. there's still tomorrow. i am stuck at home doing nothing. bored, bored, bored. i want to play basketball, but, it is hot. whoos. i'm going to GENTING on the 12 of June, till the 15th. so, i won't be replying much to your calls and smses. and yays, gonna choose the basketball jersey, on the 11th. (: and, i've changed my phone number. not really change, cos i still have the old number with me. took some random shot of my phone. because, i am really dying of boredom. the cover makes the phon even bulkier. wth. ![]() bored. bbyes(: |