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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, December 12, 2008
Impossible.

Mixed feelings, again..
I need someone to help me clear my mind up, really.
You seem to hate me a whole lot.
We're neither friends not strangers..
You said we could still be friends damn you.
& you want/are trying to forget so damn much.
Why?
I've decided to remember instead of forget.

Hello. :D

Hm, I am going to start the post by talking about the stupid friendly that we could have won lost on Wednesday. D:

Wednesday.
We reached Redhill MRT at around 8 am. It was kind of early, so we sat on the steps waiting for the Bukit Merah person to come and guide us to their school. We waited until 8.15 am & got kind of impatient, cos it was running late. & we just walked to the school ourselves, we didn't get lost, amazingly. The guy who was supposed to bring us to his school was walking.. behind us.

Signed into the school, Yiying and I walked in front, we found it damn weird when walking into the basketball court, cos the rest were at the back. Walked towards coach, he took Yiying's jacket and wore it. It is so gross.

First five- Shawn, Jan, Yiying, Arina & I.
We were leading in the first quarter by 6 points I think.
I fell on my butt because of the fat #7 of Bukit Merah.

* Blocks fat #7. *
* fat #7 uses her butt to push me away. *
* fell on my butt. quickly gets up. *
Coach, "Pamela. shiok not?"
Me, "whatever."
Coach, "take it as an experience."
Me, "whatever!"
Coach, Mr Seah & the people on the bench, *giggles somewhat loudly.*

& if I'm not wrong, the part where I fell down was video taped down. & we're going to watch the video today.. Whoa. The match when on quite well, until the end of the third quarter where we were lagging behind by 1 point. The start of the fourth quarter, I can only remember Shawn, Yiying & I playing. We played for five minutes and we were finally leading by 3 points. Then Coach substitute the three of us for Ming Xia, Elanor & Beatrissa I think.. The final score was just disappointing, we lost-, 46-49. We could have won the game. Why did Coach freaking substitute us out?!

After the match, want to Kallang Leisure. Ate Japanese food, did some disgusting stuff to the food, as usual.. Mixing all sorts of food together. Bowling after that. Basketballers in jerseys bowling in bowling shoes. Whoa. Our lane was beside a lane full of guys, for us, full of girls. Well, only 7 girls.

Shawn, "Why do the guys keep looking at us?"
* Looks at the guys. *
Me, "Cos we're girls?"
Shawn, "Oh ya."

Haha. Jan must have some bowling coach, she totally rock at bowling. :D

Thursday.
My sister made kueh. & I ate it. Thank god I didn't die. Rotted at home. D:

Today.
Training in the afternoon. 1230-530. We're going to watch the video clips of us playing in the match. :D Hope Coach doesn't drill us hard for the mistakes that were made during the match if any. Rain rain. D:

Haha. Msn-ing with Hua Chuan now. He is like asking me how to woo a girl. & I'm just flooding him with everything I know, which I've got no idea whether it would work or not. I got those ideas from the television. :D Haha. & Sean Chan freaking burst his hand phone bill like hell- $1600 ++. & he didn't had to contribute a cent. There he goes showing off on Msn. Argh !!!

Haha. Bye. :D