That we meet in our middle way, on our way back down to earth.
Profile 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 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Thursday, June 18, 2009 Hello. Training in the morning at MPCC. Ah collage does look kinda screwed. Saved my number in Rena's phone! Ah Kaline who is he -___- Training. Match. Coach was late. So we played match first on our own with CCH. Funny shots, frigging 'taikou's. Like lots of them /: Need to change! Ahah "is that a pass or a shot" you would hear Sarah say dk how many times. Omg lah ahahaha there was this really ridiculous shot. Off balanced shot. Almost fell after shooting it cos Rena bang me -__- Luckily I grab her shirt then arm. Match match match. Debrief bla bla. Camp meals. I'm done with farewell dinner alr! Mr Seah has approved it too. Ah I wonder who's doing lunch man. No surprise if ___________________________________. Ah yes. I'm unhappy with how you work. It's like everyone's giving you ideas and whatever or doing everything for you and you combine and tadah MY WORK. Whoa, if only life's that easy man. What exactly have you done exactly so far. -___- Ah enough. Planned food in the afternoon after lunch. Rest. Slept. Dinner. Tv. Now. Bye.