Taiwan artist Xu Wei Lun had passed away today. She was only in her early twenties. That mini coopper of hers was badly damaged and crashed after the accident, pieces of glass could be seen everywhere. She was a talented artist, she mastered piano, guitar and harp. Besides that, she was a soft and gentle girl, let alone, she was pretty, beauteous, lovely and was definitely a dreamboat to the guys out there. The impact of the accident had caused inner bleeding in her, even if she would survive through it, her face would be annihilated. When she died, scars and cuts were all over her face. What a pity.. I have no idea why, but her death had created a mixed feelings in me.

Was chatting away with zhiyang yesterday night, touching on the topic of our purpose in life. Life sucks, that i can't deny.. But i always believe that we're call by Him for a purpose. I've yet to fulfill mine, thus i can go yet. Yang asked me 'what if we desired other things than what He want us to fulfill?' Well, my answer to him was 'than it mus be unclean thoughts that you are desiring..' Haas.. Frankly speaking, i do not desire for other things, or should i say, there's nothing for mi to desire about.. I've gave all my life to Him, i'm His.. I only do what was instructed but nothing else.

Xin bing hai xu xin yao yi, jie ling hai xu xi ling ren.. Who shall untie that knot.. ..?

Regardless what may comes by, i should always tell myself 'God still loves me..'. He really do. But currently, i'm too dry to feel his touch.. ..

Presevere on..~