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, June 15, 2009
Hello. Ah my phone's screwed, it's gonna be sent for repair I think, so unless my kind sister's gonna lend me her phone, I will not be able to reply smses till Idk when. Okay, my affair and I have both changed our personal message on Msn! Go and check it out! Ahaha we two hot people are trying to melt ice! Hahaha convo with Nicky Nicole Jodie & Kenneth now. Okay I shall blog now. Friday, hmm. At night I went to my cousin's house sleepover. Last chance to invade it [before he comes back on Sunday (yesterday) ]! HAH WATCHED GAME 4 [but slept half way]. Saturday! Uh went to tpy in th morning from there since got straight bus. Ate two bowls of noodles. Treat my grandma to lunch! Yay me, then went home. Bishan Juncti8n next ahah. Sunday! Grandma's house. Tampines One! Today? Ah phone spoil lah. Then training ahaha. Discussed camp food, shirt. Yay combine training! Lol okay I gtg. Buh bye! |