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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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Monday, October 6, 2008
Nuisance.

HELLO.

EOYs ARE OFFICIALLY OVER. (:

aww. i pity my tuition friends who still have like days and weeks to go. ): talking about tuition, i soo hate the guys. they are freaking guys with no gentlmenly-ness in them. argh. XR is cool though. :D his name is cute itself. Xiao Rong. hahaahaha. he is super cold. he plays softball and basketball. (: his on medication. :O LOL. people sick la.

anyway. went to bugis. dread that place. ate at M.O.F. Ministry of Food. the food itself has no rights to use the shop name. it is freaking japanese food, and that only. IF Singapore has only those food in it's ministry, we're not called food paradise. duh.

At times, being quiet and let people sort things out helps. Even if you don't get what you want.

i'm not kidding. it does help. help to save time, unhappiness. live with it pamela. you're in an all girls school where people bitch about everything, make a fuss out of anything, and fight for retarded things. live with it, live with it, live with it. blame it on your low marks that deprived you from other schools. blame it on your luck. blame.

bye.