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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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Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Hello.

Urgh, I WANNA GO FOR TJ'S MATCH.
D:

I remember watching their guy's match last year.
With Ms Khoo/Melissa.
Haha she so nice.
I don't regret going back to parkway from home to "see you off" k.
HAHAAH SOMEONE ACTED SO WELL THE NEXT DAY.
Sheesh, I feel so guilty.
Sarah & I still owe her a trip with the team(i think?) to ice skate.
X:

"You all don't say already then never do okay."
"Okay okay we promise."

Oh crap, WE PROMISED.
D:

School was fine.
I think at least.
Legacy was funny haha stupid stuffs.

Found out who's going for the semis today for coach.
Damn.
D:

Saw R on the way home.
Okay, R's Ren Kang.
HAHA YES HIS "BACK SHOTS".
Wl, so funny.

Okay TJ lost by a lot of points.
Sigh, another friend to comfort.
D:
Nevermind, got next time..?
Cliche much.

That was random so yeah.

Literature poetry was okay..?
My legs were jelly okay, I was super scared.
Yay I remembered everything correctly. :D
18/25
70% for overall.

Yesterday's training was fine.
Just that is was super hot.

Sigh Shawn,
我们有缘无分。

Haha correct not uh.
At least I'm not in the same group as -.

Sprained my pinky at the start of training.
Screw you.

Training again tomorrow.
Hope the sun doesn't show itself, and neither does the rain.
:D

Okay bye.