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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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Saturday, December 19, 2009

Santa Claus is a big fat stalker-

He sees you when you're sleeping
He knows when you're awake
He knows if you've been bad or good

Hahah see what I mean.

Ei Jia's housewarming was good.
Hope you like the gift! :D
Aww she cried, ALL BECAUSE OF ANGELA SO ASSHOLE.
Hmph what natural liar, SPITS.
Shawn. Yunjie. Eve. Shaikha. Jodie. Evelias. Vivian. Angela. Teri. Ke ying.
Haha we played wii, chill in the yellow room abit, cleared the MUSHROOMS. :D
Ahaha paiseh about the map la ding dongs.
Shaikha you loser Yunjie and I shall give you THE LOOK more now.
Sorry Angela I owe you a game la.

Ha ha cousins and us are damn excited for the coming chalet.
We're looking forward to 24th the barbeque.
We've did some planning so did the adults to our surprise.
Fooooooooooooooood galore baby we want crab leh.
Heehee fun at grandma's house today. :D
We "fought" for the second floor rooms, haha.

Yang: "Vampires and werewolves prefer to attack the second floor."
Me: "Yeah so first floors guys should protect us what."
Yang: "They prefer feminine meat."
Me: "Change is good."

Hahaha so we still don't know who's taking which rooms.
Man I can't wait for the 23rd anyway.

Sorry if I can't be of any help.

Pray for bloody good weather in the afternoons.