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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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Thursday, June 4, 2009

Hello hello hello omg.

Like about 12 more hours to camp. D:

Excited & scared.

Omg this is like my first camp after p5?

HAHA I'M IN MY PE SHIRT, JACKET WITH SHORTS. O:

Such a weird combi, okay I can't stand the space,
ahahaha.

Done with the camp ( what i'm supposed to do only )
I FORGOT TO TYPE PACK LIST.

辛苦你了Shawn. X:

Msn convo, someone's not talking. -____-

Anyway, I stuffed most of my clothes in my shoe bag,
together with my slippers,
so there are lots of stuffs there.

& my bag's rather spacious.

I'm bringing a CPS exercise book hahaha. O:

Hahahha macs for breakfast tmr,
yeah man escape from whatever I'm gonna have for breakfast tmr.

Omg omg omg breakfast tmr is CHICKEN PIE I WANT. D:

Okay went back to school in the afternoon to do art project.

Mr Teo walked pass me while I was texting and song was blasting from my phone.
He didn't care.

Found Daphne.

Art, Zhi Ying Carissa Hui Yu.

Bubbletea,
自high so fun.

Omg I must charge my phone so that I can listen songs before camp tmr.

My only impression of camp,
NO PHONE.

Hahahaha went high with songs go and ask them lah.

Did like nothing?

Balled a tiny bit with Hui Yu.

Pleaseee pleasee don't have on off days hands,
I beg of you.
Just stay the way you are and just get better & not get worse AGAIN.
Ily HAH.

K bye haha camp tmr,
MISS ME HELL LOT.