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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?

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Friday, September 19, 2008
I'm Your Problem.

HELLO. :D

wahahahaha.

hmm. yesterday was thursday. it was rachel's birthday. omg. i'm so sorry that i forgot it at first.. haha. anw, HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY RACHEL! wasn't really in a good mood at the first part of yesterday. sorry. cos, i still felt uber bad at that time. can't believe he said those on purpose just to make me feel that way. D: spoilt half of my wednesday and thursday. hahaha. anw, didn't feel that bad on the second half of the day. it was super nice on the bus. haha. oh. sandhya kept on looking. pfft. so, was kind of like, stone, until she alighted at the mrt station. haha. aaaah. i love the bus trip. actually, every mintue, every second, i've got with him. ew. under the influence of turtleass.

anyway, it felt great. :D overall-y. :D aaaaahh. hahahahaha.

stepped into my house SUPER HIGH yesterday. i was like high la. haha. still can use what to describe, anyway? my grandma was thinking that i was craaaaazy. which, i think i was a little TOO high. oh well. people happy what. "I'm a happy people. " LOL.


i w a n t, m o r e o f y o u.
D :

mdm seah sucks big time. you are so screwed. we, as a cheerful but dead cos of you CLASS wished YOU an old lady, "HAVE A NICE DAY. " YOU as an old lady, "wished" our cheerful but dead cos of you CLASS a, "BAD DAY. GO OUT 1/5. GO OUT. BAD DAY. NO GOOD DAY, COS I TAUGHT YOUR CLASS TODAY. GO OUT. BAD DAY. " what? you think you're the singer or something? far from it, fugly freak. crap you la. we pay attention, you scold. we don't pay attention you also scold. on more time you tell our class to go and find the principal, WE WILL. one more time you tell us to sleep on the floor, WE WILL. freak. what's your problem? us.

ms ngo was funny ystd. maybe she is, everyday, but i just noticed it, more, ystd. cos i sat right at the front with turtleass. haha. esther tang. we were calling ea other's name backwards. and, i added an extra "ther". :D okay. i guess, my mind was a little cranky ystd. i payed attention during physics. and, my mind was sick. as in, dirty. haha. ms ngo was talking about some science instrument. and, it involved. SUUUUUCKIIINGGGG. okay. i'm not horny here. haha. we sat like that.

FRONT.
turtleass - me.
jamie - nicole.
rachel - jodie.

haha. i turned to the back and said, "whooa. sucking~" they laugh. then, ms ngo said something that my mind twisted, " thenn.. you put the RUBBER tube at the mouth of the instrument." omg. RUBBBBBEEEER. i turned behind, again. and said, " condom." haha. rachel's reaction was slow, but, fastest among the 4 at the back. OMG la. what's with my mind? nicole said i was getting horny. oh haha. it really sounded so wrong what. to my mind, perhaps.

I SAW MY LONG LOST P.T.G. AT THE BUS STOP YESTERDAY. :D


today was the same. i was craaazy. i went to school, HIGH, HIGH, HIGH. the two sitting beside me, could easily tell what happened. hahahahhaahaha. LOL. turtleass. :D anyway. it rained half way during assembly. damn the school.

oh. MS NGGGOOOO, i getting cuter and cuter. ah. she was like talking to shalini in class.

* shalini and ms ngo having conversation. *
* the rest of class, one word, NOISY. *
ms ngo :: can you girls quieten down? i am having a conversation with shalini here.
* class settles down a bit. *
ME :D :: OMG. MS NGO! YOU ARE HAVING A PRIVATE CONVERSATION .
* class laughs. *
* ms ngo, stares and finds a way to "shoot" me back. *
ms ngo :: okay. private conversations between teacher and student can.
ME :D :: *eeyer, why like that one? * OOOOH.

retarded la. hahaha. today, was my super high day in school. thanks to him. ahhh. haha. my friends think that i was craazy. sandhya that asshole, today come and disturb me. cos, she thinks having a guy's arms put around me, is wrong. whoa. you are worst luh. right beside your bf, on his b__, s_________. :X oops. then.. lynette told me that christine, AHH. YOUR MOUTH SO BIG, told her that she saw me, when she was talking with mrs wong, at the bus stop, ystd. ahh. like, f*ck. the teacher saw us. another f*ck. ahh heck. i think, i better wear some kind of thing to hide my identity when i'm outside school. once she see me only, at least another person will be "forced" to see until me. aiyo.

hahhaaha. the romantic side of turtleass is freaking me out. it TOOO sweet. haha. don't worry jodie, you are not dao-ed. LOL. turtleass freaks me out with her "dears" and "darlings", and her sweetness. it is TOOO sweet la. get diabetes then you know. HAHAHAHA.

LOL. okay. gtg. BYE. :D