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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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Saturday, August 15, 2009
Say goodnight our first goodbye, I've only got forever and forever is fine.

Its twelve o clock and I need your attention
Its like the alcohol making my head spin
Send me the one the room is a bottle
Keeping me hopeless til I wake tomorrow

-

yep its vegas skies by th cab.
love our music group k.
hazel rachel cassie (HAHAHA x:) me.

this is insane.
i've been having werid dreams.
they seem like nightmares.
only, they don't make me sweat, but motivate me.
D:
but theyre really freaky and scary.
STOP.

youre confusing me.
you tell me that you want me to be your XX.
but at the same time you put me low.
if youre trying to spite me,
its totally working.
i'm gonna chiong my guts out till i get what i want what i desire.
thanks.

tuition last night, math again.
been doing past year papers.
i've got homework to do, gonna chiong tonight.

after tuition, went to macs.
had a "quick" bite?

went for a spin around those little roads at serangoon.
turn here and there around th terraces.
couldn't find leon's house haha,
i wanna go there again its really awesome. :D

"eh this is th company thats gonna close down, and when it does, 2000 people are gonna lose their job."
"really?"
"yeah."
-winds down window- "GO DIE LAH"x3
-locks window ): - "YOURE CRAZY."

marina square, then orchard.
went pass th flyer.

"its th world's biggest so far."
"OMG REALLY."
"ya la, youdk?"
"uh, can unlock th window? i wanna see clearer."
-unlocks, winds down.-
"OMG ITS TH WORLD'S BIGGEST YO, HOW COOOOOL IS IT.
AHHHHH AHHHHH HELLO HI HAHA WELCOME TO SINGAPORE HAHA HELLO."
-lady stops while walking.-
-tourists stop taking pictures-
whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooops.
-quickly wind up th window, locks.-

went pass ion.

"uhh. can unlock? i wanna see clearer." (th same trick x:)
"NO SHES MAD."

sorry can't go pp today. D:
some other times k haha.
maybe during th holidays we'll go court hopping. :D

oh oh brother's skating now.
but th vain coach isn't here.

yay going orchard in 50 mins.

bye sucka.