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THE GIRL

chanel-marie louise
eurasian paki
25041988
Perth,Australia
Curtin University
loves<3
friends.the sun.cheerleading.
shopping.partying.hotchocolate
makeup.dressingup.kisses.hugs
photography.music.booze.smiles

THE NEEDS
car
class C liscense
start working
ibook
ipod
own apartment
get out of cic
mother in perth

trip to….
Queensland
Melbourne
Singapore
States
Europe
Cambodia

THE LOVELIES
aarika
audrey
ayneal
cherm
cherryl
elie
farrah
fera
imran
judy
jastyn
joanie
jonny
kaisha
laura
leonie
melanie
min
neek
nicole
peline
priscilla
rachel
ridhuan
ridzuan
samfok
sara
sham
sophie
tasha

pictures

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Tuesday, March 08, 2005

I'm helpless in that knowledge where i don't know where life is going to take me. Like a sledgehammer to my face, that familiar feeling of numbness hits me in the face espescially when i wake up every morning. Nothing a cold shower can't do to sober me up although most of the times the battle is where i find the strength to pull myself out of bed.

i could struggle for the very best. i could earn lots of money & be really rich. i could be famous. i could listen to the voice inside my head. i could be whatever i want. i could be a superstar designer. i could be a coporate bigwig riding the corporate ladder to success. i could be a struggling musician. i could be superstar DJ. i could whore myself for the love of money. i could sit myself back & watch my life crumble around me.

Critical aclaim isn't all that's cracked up to be. Fame can be a double edged sword. And i've discovered that money doesn't seem to satisfiy for long.Don't get me wrong, i'm living the life - if my description fits yours - & i'm thankful. But i can't rid myself of the burning naseau i have in my stomach... that everything is pointless. Of meaningless chasing after the wind.i'm helpless in the knowledge that i don't have all the answers. Faith is all i have & trust... is all that's slipping away.

Rescue me.

this really made me think/ i'm amazed. i wanna be just like you