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boo.

my name's zoe lee (:

currently studying business economics and finance in NOTTINGham.

i'm 21! goin' on the big TWO-TWO :D
and i'm from kuching!

I think I am pretty normal for a nineteen year old. I fall down a lot, laugh a lot, hide a lot of things from people and all those other things.

What about you?

Psalm 23 ♥


You can mail me at:
zoegal@hotmail.com
faith.life.zoe@gmail.com
my facebook




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put ur dingdong in the ayer
-Hui Na

If you HATE me then God bless you (:

Tuesday, July 20, 2010
a cup of tea?

I won't deny that I am scared.
Of love, of life.
The mere thought of me letting my guard down scares me.
What if they don't see things the way I do?


WHAT and IF.
Two words that must NEVER be put together

When I hear about people talking about their near death experiences,
I secretly wish that I too had a brush with death.
Maybe that would help me appreciate my life even more.
Maybe some sort of revelation would come upon me,
then I would finally be able to find my purpose in life.
Then I wouldn't be as lost as I am now.
As pathetic and as clueless as I am feeling now.

Maybe.


Sometimes I wonder how it would be like when I am on my death bed.
Would I be filled with remorse and regrets?
Would I be proud of myself and my achievements?
Would there even be people at my funeral?

I believe that we were all brought into this earth for a purpose and I will not rest until I have found and fulfilled that specific purpose that God has set out for me to accomplish.

Only then will I be able to rest, or rather die, in peace.

God bless,
Zoe (: