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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, October 31, 2008
HELLO, world.

HELLO.

long time no blog. oh well. few things to say to the my world.

I'm single now.
- yeah. by that. many things are gone. happy and sad. you don't have to worry about me anymore. cry for me. and even love me. think of the positive side. gosh. is pamela saying that, well yup. on the other hand. i emo-ed for two days. and got back on track. i guess. the first person to know about this was YaoAn, from me at least. lol. he made me his god sister. then. it was coach. i also don't know why i told him. perhaps, he has been through more than anyone of my friends? or.. i've got no idea. so, anyway. when? last friday. all and all. will change my blogskin. to a more suitable one, when I've got time.

I love trainings.
- uh ya. ball handling's okay. super figure of 8 and stuffs. front to back. back to front. today, we didn't go out into the sun. (: except for the first part where we had to run 2 rounds around chungcheng. which is kind of crappy because of the damn cramp i was having. oh well. i wasn't the last to finish the run afterall. (: anyway. ball handling was crazy. i can't believe we trained on skills for the whole day. i love the spin spin thingy. i love, only my right hand one. i hate the left hand one. not say hate, i need more practise on it. LOL. i was doing the left handed one today. then i always had an error. so coach made me stay there and taught me the so-called theory. then. he patted my head, after i blurly got the idea of it. the previous coach never does that. it's okay anyway. (: haha. felt like some little girl. daphne was laughing and laughing when she saw that scene. i think my left hands needs tons of working on. anyway. yeah. left hand. i think, if there's no MingXia, we won't have to do the left handed ones. but Jamie says we have to. no offences. oh well. COME ON, LEFT HAND. (:

jamie the great is here. ;D she's so cool. AHAHAH.
hello. my name is table. my ambition is to allow people to write on me.
famous people like that xiao yu in secret. ahahah.
i am made from wood.
wood comes from trees.
trees come from nature.
nature comes from mother earth.
SO I AM MOTHER EARTH :D.

I think the current coach is much better then the previous one.
- like, much better. cos, his trainings makes sense. but, they're much tougher. or maybe. the previous one was too slack. i don't know. haha. his not as stone as Mike or something. Mike doesn't know what cramp is. yeah, how dumb is that. his coaching methods are, i don't know. i don't know how bouncing to the rhythm of the lion dance will help. oh well. the new coach teaches us.. how to take pictures.

"eh girls. teach you all a lesson of life.
how to take pictures.
first, you take the camera 45 degrees.
then, you put it up.
and you take the picture."
*takes the picture, showing all his teeth, the picture's in Kaline's phone.*

anyway. I'm at Jodie's house now. that's why I can blog. haha. got cheated. :/ how? the rest, Nicole, Jodie, Rachel, and got the two guys. Jamie was up here with me. Eating noodles. Nicky and Zhen Hong or something. they are at the pool. and i was standing at the balcony. they said that the Zhen Hong person like me. "Chio, pro at basketball, block him got use strength." I took it for real. then Nicole came up just now to bath and said it was all fake, as in, he liking me was fake. I feel so cheated. If only it was real. At least i would feel, in the least better or something. argh. BUT, i take the compliments for real. anyway. AHAHHAHAHAHAAHA. the guy's not that good looking anw. he's quite short actually. so, not really my type. haha. take this chance to say what type i like. :P

; taller than me.
; older than me.
; smarter than me.
; plays basketball.
; has a nice build. [ not fatfatfat, and not bonesbonesbones. JUST NICE. (: ]
; acceptable looking. (:

hahaa. ehhh. damn easy to fulfill the criterias one luh. LOL.

gtg. BYE. (: