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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, February 21, 2009
I laugh at your insanity.

Hello.

Nobody nice I can talk to.
Anyway, I don't want to play a guessing game with some random person.
So, who's handphone number is 82229494 tell me who you are,
& I will remove your number from the WorldWideWeb.

Hah.
No one nice online to talk to.
):
Tuition as usual.
Got back Moct Test results.
45/50.
The highest's this Cch guy 48.
Damn, I'm not happy.
Hahah.
The test was easy.
I still find my teacher funny.

Oh.
Cutting fringe is damn fun.
I don't why, but I think I am addicted.
O:
I just cut it again today.
& I laughed at it.
It's shorter definitely.
At least, I was the one cutting it, not some stupid hairdressers that just screw things up.

I am super full.
I've been eating lost nowadays.
I've probably gained lot sof weight.
But heck, we are going to train like 3 times a week.
Oh, Eli says we're having match with them on Wednesday.
Again.

Dinner at Serangoon.
This stupid guy went to snatch out seats.
Stupid idiot.

Bye.