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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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Friday, January 9, 2009
Goodbyes.

Hard to stop thinking about them, huh?



Hello.

My legs are aching.
From, running a freaking 80 rounds around the basketball court. D:
At the very least, I could still walk today, not really a per normal..
.. while still feeling the muscle aching i guess?
We figured out that the push up position with butts up was to save us.
It was pissing, while we were running, the recre people were sitting and talking WITH Coach. -.-
& Coach, as a coach, are you allowed to swear at front of us in the first place?
All and all, training was kind of screwed yesterday.

Today, Jamie and I realised that our Chinese class is quiet with the 2E2 people.
Cos they had health check today, so they didn't come for chinese.
We were kind of noisy.
Okay, I think Jamie and I talked the most. :X

Class party.
Hmm.. Jamie and I went to Shawn's class to try to get some food.
Oreo, a bite of hot dog.
Next, we went to YiYing's class to try our luck on her pizza. D:
But she the cameraman didn't notice us. D:
So, back to class.
Played games.

Pictures after party.
Oh Rachel, jump higher for god's sake you tall person. D:
Lol.

Oh, the Campus Superstar 3 guy is so cute.
He's not ugly okay.
Okay, cute is equals to ugly but adorable.
Oh damn.





Bye. :D