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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Sunday, June 29, 2008
HELLOS (: yays. my brother is turning 6 this coming friday. oh well. 6 days faster than me. i think i can go and celebrate his birthday with him at school. since there is NO cca this friday. yay. MOE excel fest. hahahas. woke up early today. just because my mum wanted to go to the market to buy eggs. like wth, EGGS?! after that, went for english tuition, which kinda sucks. cos, now there is like TWELVE; 12 boys in the class, and only FOUR; 4 girls. it is so pathetic. so the boys sit at one edge of the class, and the girls the other. as though we' re fire and water. lols. had bonding session today. that's what i call it thoughh. cos, we kind of like bonded. oh. there is this gay guy in th eclass who can't stop touching his frinch. haix. worst than leon. or maybe me? lols. then went to bugis th shop a little. then went home. sheesh. did maths. oh. i've found a BRUISE on my left hand. like god knows how it even got there. it is RED and has PURPLE lines on it. it looks weird. hope that it recovers soon. it'd better. okkays. i think i'd better go and sleep, else i can't wake up to go to school tomorrow. (: GOODNIGHT readers (: |