What do you expect of a teenage girl?Pretty?Long hair,and confident?Passing her test with flying coulours while boys chases her effortlessly ?How I wished that I can become somone so wonderful...I sighed,writing down these thoughts on my diary.I am blessed,compared to those children whose currently on the streets,asking people for food in Indonesia.Yes,I have a poor,small,but a cozy and warm house.I have a strict,evil but loving and caring parents.What more could I possibly carved?