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.	Monday, August 18, 2008 HELLO. this is so screwed up. 19/30 for maths. one more mark to 20. oh well. school was boring. though we were kind of loud during mathematics, i still find the day boring. like, fuck the damn ms ngo. she screws every physics lesson up. like, i was frigging reading something that samantha wrote on her book, and you said that i was reading from the book. HELLO? you told us to write that line down, and now you accuse me of reading something that was printed on the book? go and wash your eyeballs. dang. it was raining when we were dismissed. so i was like going round the class finding someone to share their umbrella with me. :D cos i didn't bring mine, and if i did, i can't really be bothered to take it out. it was raining heavily, but the rain stopped after a while. okay. the bus trip home was spent on reading the literature book. sing to the dawn. and i found the story like so tiring? like, if you don't want to let a GIRL go for the scholarship, why let her study in the first place? reached home and saw my cousin watching the olympics. omg. THE. POINT. GUARD. OF . CHINA. IS. SO. SO. SCREWED. like how the hell can he lose the basketball so easily? is like, turn, and the basketball is gone. they are like losing. okay. the man mountain is scary. #13; YAO MING, of CHINA. he seems so frigging intimidating. he is like so, so tall. and, so, so huge. the game is so boring. seeing china lose is so weird. lol. cos i just saw how they literally beat singapore yesterday in table tennis women. and now seeing how screwed up the guys are in basketball, i've got nothing to say. maybe, they will win. lagging so many points, i doubt that. what to say? miracles do occur. i feel so empty. my heart feels heavy. my mind is thinking. my eyes are watching. my fingers are typing. my legs are crossed. my knees are bent. and, i want to hear your voice now. i doubt you are even bothered to lift your phone or even move a muscle. seriously, i've got lots of things running through my mind. and i seriously want to pour them into YOU. sorry friends. gtg. bye.