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EUNICE♥


eunice
21031995


wishes♥

black psp
black ds
black drum sets
black electric guitar
baby grand piano
orange tennis racket
red badminton racket
black soccer ball
orange sport shoes
baby elmo hoodies
pink,orange,blue,purple,brown tangtop
pink n white hearts backpack
skinny jeans
eyore n piglet n tigger stuff toys
pass my piano exam garde 8
pass all my exams tis year
learn break dancing
have my own band
continue learning drums
have more time to do wad i wan
mp4
happiness
love
stop all my valgarities
be 165cm by this year
only 40kg in this year
c110 guitar
parents to believe in christ♥
Wednesday, May 27, 2009

i am really tring to listen to tmy parents, and really trying not to disobey them, but their rules are getting more n more. baning me from this n that. n confiscating my phone is a live n death matter loh! i dunno lah.wonder if i can survive through my holidays.sometimes i look at the sky n ask, wad is the purpose for me being down here when i can be up there, probaly up there, free from troubles, free from worries, free from humilation... but it is the troubles,worries n humilation that make me stronger emotionally each time i get back on my feet. but the problem is, i get on my feet super slowly, i m afraid that i might just give up soon... i have been saying tt i give up, saying that i hate life, but i tink it is rather dumb of me to say tt! i will not give up so easily, i will apperciate life... i am here on earth for a reason, the only way to find out is to live my life, till i find it, if not i will never noe wad is my purpose... but sometime i cnt help it, i am at a lost, i m in the middle of the road, dunno whether to turn left or right, front or back, if i were to take the wrong path, wad will happen? i dunno, i currently have two points of views, or maybe, i dun even have a purpose, maybe i m just there to be a display on a shelf...