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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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Saturday, December 6, 2008
Puzzled.

Hello.

Ohmygod. I am like happy. Not exactly happy, but just glad.

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Anyway, went to Orchard last night. Visited S.E.A.'s biggest shop at Wisma Atria, and I found it ordinary, nothing special about it at all. Oops? Spent my night at my aunt's house. Slept while watching television. Argh. I missed that part of the show that I wanted to watch, I forgot what it was though.

Bishan Junction 8 in the morning for breakfast at The Coffee Bean with my aunt. :D Shopped a little, bought a shirt at Espirit. :D Bed sheet at BHG. :D Oh, saw a little boy that was lost. Poor thing. D: Back home, maggi noodles for lunch. :D

Finally found the song I've been looking for since half a year ago. :D I really don't know what I like about it, perhaps the lyrics? I've got no idea. :D

Oh. I'm sort of nervous about next Wednesday's friendly match. Coach made it sound as though we must win no matter what else we'll suffer a lot. "Cos I think I'm a better coach than theirs." - Coach. Self pride he calls it. Just hope we don't screw the match up. :D

I'm bored. D:

Bye. :D