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That we meet in our middle way,
on our way back down to earth.

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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, December 22, 2008
Temptation.

Hello.

I can't wait for the bbq tonight. :D
There will be like around 30 people coming to the Country Club. :D
Yay. I hope Wen Hao comes tonight. :D

Okay, I am like blogging at the balcony. Cos weak signal for the wireless Internet can only be received here. D: So.. I can here the screams from Wild Wild Wet which is like just opposite. It's a little bit crazy using the computer at the balcony right opposite WWW. Plus, my sister is using the other laptop beside me. Big business, huh?

Went to the pool in the morning. & Tan Zhe Chuan has a very horrible figure. The white jersey guy in the gym is far better. :D Lol. We were trying to make my mother go to the deeper side of the pool cos apparently she doesn't know how to swim & forcing her to the deeper side of the pool will most probably make her panic. :D How evil of the two sisters & their fat cousin. :D

We went to the reading corner too. TZC is so damn disgusting.

"Where is the Maxim magazine?"
"You're damn sick eh. Below there got FHM."
"*Search* Where, where, where!?"
"Haha. I was lying."

Then we went to the supermart to buy some stuffs for the bbq. My sister & I saw this little girl wearing "bikini".

& we went to tell him..
"Eh. We saw the girl who was on the front page of the magazine you were looking for."
"Really.. Where?"
"There. *Points at the little girl.*"
"Whatever."

He is damn sick. & having been his cousin for like 13 years, this was the first time I realised it, sadly.

The people in WWW are so damn noisy. So many people, on a Monday.

Oh. The friendly is tomorrow. :D Urgh. I have to make my way to CCHSM. No car for me. D: Gosh. It's like..

25 mins on the train.
10 mins on the bus.
20-30 mins on foot.
= 1 hour.

That is like far from the normal 10-15 mins car ride from home. D:

Bbq in another 1-2 hours.

Bye.