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.	Saturday, August 29, 2009 We will get through eventually. Calm your nerves now Don't worry, just breathe Are you sure now? Don't bother packing, let's just leave Said they wanted change I hope that you remain the same To show that this is not a game Let's end this tragedy today Now take my hand and we will run away Down to this place that I know How did this night become the enemy? It's over, it's over, it's over i feel like playing the guitar damn badly, of all times, now. i can't ball at potong pasir today. cos it isn't good to make friends with your friends' friends. and those kinda court bound to have bad influence. dare say this isn't stereotyping, what a joke. teachers' day celebrations on monday. be yourself day. aces day, too. guess i'll be doing the norms on that day. back to primary school. i'm kinda lazy though. don't judge my friends before they judge you, ass. anyway, basketballers wear basketball tee + black jersey shorts, be at court in th morning. wonder who would twin -- don't wear your bra if you do. the best imitation. tuition yesterday wasn't great. i thought i didn't bring my pencil case but it turned out to be the bag but i only found out today. i remembered my calculator at last. after it was walking to the car park. got a shock from this gang that was at sitting outside the shop. -3 metres away from them.- "you don't glare, don't stare. act innocent." "why." "you'll see." held my breath when i walked past them. i think my heart skipped a beat. if i'm scary, theyre much scarier. i've been blogging lyrics much recently. don't read too much into them i advise you, cos they ain't a part of me, well maybe. chiong some drama last night. marathon, both watching and crying. effing small eyes in the morning. watched from 10pm-745am. slept 2-3 hours in between. one packet of maggi, two eggs, 2 packet of oreo, 2 cups of water (bleh). i've to watch those parts again someday. part 2 tonight hopefully. i pity lee an and paul. lessons on monday man, good luck in ponning. tsk 猫 high. btw hypocrite. you can laugh but don't copy. zero originality= you.