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, August 9, 2008 HELLO. wahahaha. the opening of the olympics was bloody long. i love the 29 'foot steps'. i love the countdown. i love the lighting of the GIANT torch. okkays. HAPPY BIRTHDAY Singapore. (: yays. Singapore's 43rd alr. anw, spent my night at my aunt's house. whooos. CHOCOLATE HEAVEN. :D chococlate everywhere. gah~ went to Jumbo restaurant for lunch. i ate frigging little. cos i simply don't like eating dinner with the whole family. " eh. mind your table manners. " " eh. don't eat so much of this, come, eat this. " " uh. let your brother have that. " " can you sit properly? " " why you wear like that come to a restaurant? " lots more, these are past experience. oh well.. so, what i did during the lunch? hmm.. had like 5 'spoons' of noodles. and a cup of water, done. concentrate on my phone, and keep my mouth shut to prevent me from getting into an argument. you wouldn't want to know what i wore to the restaurant. hmm.. i wore shorts, uh, to be specific, shorts that i wear when i go for a walk around the neighbourhood or when i go down to play basketball. and, i wore my tight gray billabong shirt. come on, i looked as though i was literally dragged out of bed to have 'breakfast'. i was yawning when i walked into the restaurant. even though i woke up like few hours before going. oh well. that's me. like it or not, i don't really care. i can't really be bothered to actually look or wear proper clothing to go out for meals with them. whatever. i can't stand the fattest in my family. :D ____ a total hard to live with person. since, she claims to know EVERYTHING i don't see the point in her asking me loads of qns, and end up, answering them herself, cos, before i even OPEN my mouth, oh noooo, my qn's taken. so ya, what's the frigging point? oh noooo. it's going to rain. one more day darling. yeahs. though we may not be able to celebrate it on the day itself, but, let's just remember it kays? i love you, and i hope i always would. :D i miss your lips. okkays. whoever's a busybody and went to read what i wrote there, piss off. lol. the words are frigging tiny, i myself can hardly see it. super hope that you saw it. i need a call. )': gtg, bye. ;D