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? Tagboard
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Monday, May 25, 2009
Overwhelmed. Hello 你好。 我在跟Nicky讲话。 哈哈。 真好玩, 哈哈。 你不要伤心了好吗。 Okay haha. School was fine. Had like free periods for almost half the day. Two consecutive free periods, whoo. Discussed class chalet. Wl, the class is damn bonded you know! HAHAHA. Oh yeah, I CAN GO FOR THE CHALET. Yay yay yay, I want start fire. But I got training. D: Hah training was horrible. Coach couldn't come. Lay ups, drills, little bit of match. Sore comment/people as usual, sigh. D: Dialogue was weird. Did some feedback form. Comments blah. Mr Seah says he may be leaving. D: "Some people" here and there. Wanna say the name say lah, wtf. Talked about CIP. Oh well haha. Woah, Gary's voice can be damn sexy. Wah Shawn, the camp howwwww, hah. Hah bye, affair bathe faster. D: |