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That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.

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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?

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Wednesday, August 20, 2008

HELLO.

omg omg. it's the last period of the day now, and its's CHINESE.
we're in the computer lab now, with two other classes.
like, what the hell are we sitting in aircon with computer, AND, learning about CHINESE TEA?!
i got NO idea, why my teacher enjoys talking to herself about CHINESE TEA.
im not paying attention, neither are the rest.
okay, she just said an advertisement line. HA-HA-HA. :D

after this, we're most probably going to climb from here (2nd floor), to the 4th floor to take our books and empty our tables and stuff, climb to the 1st floor, and, YES, back to our ORIGINAL classroom after 8 MONTHS. oh well. 1e6 has hogged our classroom for an official 8 months. heck. i prefer their classroom though. closer to everything. and, BYE BYE, to 4e2 classroom. climbing four floors up and down, multiple times a day sucks okay?

after going to court, and putting our belongings down, off for team lunch i guess. omg. i am like predicting what would happen. okay. then after lunch, we go back to school to run 2.4km. as if, we would RUN? then, training and stuffs. ya.

oh. oh. oh. I GOT AN 'A2' FOR ENGLISH.
at last, an 'A'.
it is frigging one mark to A1 can?!
74%

and, at the end of the day,
BACK TO THE HELL-LIKE HOME. :D
argh. i hate home.
it is, so, so, so boring. )':

okay. we're going to drink CHINESE TEA now. :D

gtg. BYE. :D