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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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Monday, June 8, 2009



Hello hello hello.

YEAH I'M BACK FROM CAMP
Haha smiley face so gay.


Okay I can hardly remember anything from the first two days.



Oh yeah, friends.
Hahahahahaha HI DIET.



Cut queues.
Smart ass.
Professor.
Diet.
Friends.
Campfire?
Cheers -___-
Silat.
Faie.
Wave.
Bus.
Macho Belle hah.



After camp went straight to chalet.



Barbeque!



Awesome, hah.

Had two gulps +++ of carlsberg damn. D:
Wl wl wl wl wl ma you should learn from 二姨.


Ah then 大姨 & family came.
Ew, chinese words looks gross this way lol.


Ew hah,


"Whatever made you change your mind and come for the chalet."
"Oh we've come to spread our love to everybody."
"Eh wl, be more respondsible lah you doctor you know HAH."


They just returned from China like 2 days ago,


Then the first thing they did when they came was, "COUGH COUGH SNIFF SNIFF."

-_____-



Hah then home then yesterday, nothing much?

Today training at marinaparade.
Hah balled match.

Omg rests are so weird?

Hah codes.

Treat,
水饺面。

Hah bitched?
Omg omg omg omg. D:

I need to change my backview a bit. /:

Hah okay then bused home.

Frigging tired hah, bathed.
Tried to sleep, BUT MY ANNOYING SISTER WON'T LET ME ):

Dinner.

Hah tpy she got tuition.
Home again?

Ah she's back hell.

Hah bye.


Yeah baby.