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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, May 23, 2009
Change for ever.

"Even when I'm old and grey, I won't be able to play it, but I'll still love the game."

Yay MJ. 

Hello hah.

Sigh hope they win the rest of the six games. 
Beat Magic. 

Go Nuggets!

Haha hi again.

Omg I'm so short term. 

I was supposed to say something, I forgot.

Oh. 
Harry Potter is awesome.
Yay book 6 already. :D
WAHAH. 
Then it's the movie after the seventh.
That depends a lot on my reading speed.

WHY DID SIRIUS DIE STILL. D:

Sigh hah.
Home now, boring much.

Cooked my own Maggi for breakfast, feel so accomplished. X:

Where did my grandma go why didn't she bring me along too. D:

Hohoho, tuitions again soon..

Two more days to the submission of the camp proposal.
I've got the packing list HAH ready already.

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F- face.

What an expression.

HAHAHA BN.

Ah shut up lah trouble maker.

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This is so boring, I'm gonna die.

Going out tonight. :D

Urghh. 
No more drinks for me. 

"You're addicted already." - my mama.

And she believes chalet got drinks that's why I can't go.  _|_
But Lynette said no drinks already.

"You alcohol freak."

HAH BYE.