That we meet in our middle way, on our way back down to earth.
Profile 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 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Saturday, July 26, 2008 HELLO. i've got a super negative mind. i hate it when i think positively, and things just don't turn out it was supposed to, postively. so, when i think negatively, and the sad things doesn't occur, feels kinda encouraging. when i think, i think of the WORST thing that could ever happen, not the BEST. only time when i think of the BEST, is when i have 100% ocnfidence that it would happen. when i say, HUNDRED PERCENT, i mean it. perhaps, 101%. thinking negatively gave me some kind of barrier in my mind, that is like, not breaking down even when the worst occurs. the point is, argh, i don't know. great, i just wasted your time. sorry. my mind is filled with negative stuuf. i cant help it. "I can't tell the future, everyone would die after hearing what i predict will happen." anws, woke up in the morning to find my phone missing. then searched the entire room, and found it under my pillow. i started listening to all sorts of songs that could be found in it. i hate happy songs. they sound so wrong. they make the world sound so round, but it isn't? i don't think that it is that round as in, circular, without a single hump on it.. argh. i sound uber negative. was forced out of the bed by my grandma, to eat breakfast. retarded. i wanted to stay in bed with my bolster like till lunch, and i was forced to take breakfast. argh. negative rules positvie. maths. mdm surayah. whatever. i am listening to songs that can make my tears drop like mad if it pours now. tears are already gathered in my eyes, one blink and they will come rolling onto my cheeks. it's 11.31. i am not doing homework. i am not mugging. i am not eating. i am not basketballing. i am not talking. i am not stopping the music. i am not letting the sun see me. i am not going to use an umbrella if it rains. i am not going to leave the computer. i am not going to slash myself today. ( if i can control myself. ) i am not going to let my mum rule my phone. i am not going to suck a lollipop today. i am not going to let you rule my mind. i am not going to let you go. i am not going to.. [ edited ] WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. okkays. i am fxcking high now. frigging happy too. there is this retarded block party going around my neighbourhood, to celebrate the national day. and there is retarded drawing contest. and my retarded sister went to join it. i went down much later to see how she was doing, and obviously, have my dinner. then i saw her frigging ugly picture. found it kinda hopeless. so, me being kind and helpful, asked her for the theme of the contest. "Celebrating the nation's brithday. " I WAS LIKE 'OMG'. cos i remember being small once, i had the same contest. then it was the same retarded theme. i remember drawing a national flag, how old the country was, and the four races. then, i took a look at the judges. OMG. they were the same old ppl. so, trying to be small again, i took the crayons on the table and began to draw what i drew three years ago. just that i had no black paint. and not prepared at all. so i drew the stuffs. and i looked at the rest of the paticipant. WAHAHAHA. they were either ppl younger than me, or ppl much much older. [parents] so i was like, if i lose, it would be an embarassment. after completing the drawing, i was like panicking. cos i was afraid that i would lose. to ppl younger and MUCH MUCH older. -.- i smsed him lots, before the results were announced. i enetered with my sister's name though. cos she was stil 10. so ya, here goes.. " there are five trophies. in no order at all, here goes. - first; XXX XXX XXX - second; YYY YYY YYY - third; ZZZ ZZZ ZZZ - fourth; WWW WWW WWW and, the judges had all agreed that this was the best piece of work, DAPHNE LOW ! " i said " YESSAAAH!" like duh. my drawing, was the best. under my sis name. but heck, the prize is mine dood. WAHAHAHA. (: then i found the prize kinda loser. again, it was for the excact same reason as it would be if i lost. i won ppl oyunger than me, and those who were much older. ANW, i won. :P gtg. bbye. (: