Gotta hate life sometimes...

Sometimes I wonder why I am living. I mean, what is my purpose?
I haven't accomplished much in life, yet I still have life in my body. For all I know, I'm a useless, good for nothing bastard...
But still... I'll continue living on. as only God has the right to take away my life.
(P/S: Someone kicked my right foot during PJ on Friday, and it still hurts. Owwww~)