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.	Friday, September 26, 2008 Eat Your Medicine. HELLO. it's 4:39 pm. i just woke up from my nap. and i had horrible dreams. 1) i had a tiff with my JJSNRP clique. 2) i killed my sister, she disappeared from my life. 3) my whole family is against me, which i think is okay, cos it has been like that for the past 2 months i guess. SCARY. having a role with the clique's got to be the worst. killing my sister is a GOOD DEED. no more noise at home to disturb me when i'm studying. AT LAST. but, it's all a dream. heck. i forgot which day it was. but, switching seats during physics was fun. the whole class laughed when jodie and samantha successfully switched seats, after sandhya and me. :D ms ngo was still blur. she was literally in her own world. saw this guy on the bus. he doesn't look like the good kind. he looks more like a "bad" person. not really that bad.. i think you get the idea. his hair was soooo nice. i thought he was some untidy person, but he took his notes out and his handwriting was NICE. not in the least messy. Mrs Lopez is some underlining idiot. we were having out English papers on wednesday. she comes in and write a note. " Dear 1/5, i am taking tomorrow's English period for History. Please bring your history textbook and history file. hmm. she took 10 seconds to realise that she wanted to underline those 3 words. S-L-O-W. Mdm Seah is weird. yesterday, we'd 2 periods of her. and, we talked most of the time. SURPRISINGLY she let us talk. :O i think she put some camera and record us or something. EW. i was writing geog notes when she walked over. i closed the book, for fear that she would scold me. and, she went like, *smiles* "haha, studying ah?" me, *shockshockshock* "uh.. ya?" she is weird. i think i am going crazy with all the mugging going on, and, sleeping at 1am almost everyday. i put my Physics notes into my Geography file. and, i put my Literature notes into my Physics file. whoa pamela, you are mad. how the hell does a test tube look like a map? and, a bunch of words, like a vernier caliper? i got no idea. i was crazy last night. i literally stayed up till 1am, as usual. and, i spent those hours in my room, tidying up my file. finishing up my Geography notes, and i swept the floor, tidied up my SUPER SUPER SUPER messy table. i was some idiot that actually helped my sister clear her EVEN messier one. i'm sorry, we clear out tables once a month. i think i am crazy. there was Legacy today. i was some retard. i sat on my chair, and was like some kid, with my legs up and going up and down. i'm mad, i know. haha. it made the, -squeakstopsqueakstopsqueakstop- sound. the whole class heard it, and the teacher was staring at me, which i didn't know until i looked up. so i stopped. then, the class laughed. namrata was funny. she said this to sandhya when she walked into class. "uhm, sandy? what happened to your hair?" the class laughs. i shouted "What the Hell" during oral comms. today. Mr John: we're going to play word bingo now. * explains, and i got the idea of how lame the game was, so i shouted.. * Me: What the Hell?! Mr John: i'm sorry, but, what did you say? *keeps quiet for a while, class answers the qn for me.* Mr John: what did you say? Me: hell? Mr John: didn't i make it a rule to not say rude words in my class? a donation of fifty-cents will be made to the SPCA if you do. Lynette: you didn't tell us that. Mr John: okay. i'll let you off this time. the game, was S-T-U-P-I-D. it was so boring, time wasting, and lame. Rachel was kin of retarded today. she kicked my butt in class. and when it was recess, she was so afraid that i'd kicked her back, and she started holding my hands. I use my leg to kick, not my arms, rachel tan. and then she kept twisting. she's just trying to get her butt away from me. and, when we were walking to the canteen, i kicked her. haha. she didn't expect it though. cos, it wasn't the kind like how you would kick a soccerball. it was the.. i don't know how to explain. but i can demo. :D haha. FORMULA ONE racing is on tonight. yeah. yeah. yeah. famous stars are in Singapore. i must so walk around the expensice hotels and hopefully run into them. :D i'm just joking. haha. yay. the Singapore's hosting the first Night Formula One racing. haha. we rock. :D as one Singapore, w/o Mas Selemat. LOL. no, don't come and bomb me. D: haha. back to books. BYE. :D haha. eat your medicine. :D it helps.