I Varakorn Chareonkul 6 'm studying at a prep school graduate prizes instrument is the guitar when I was a child. I have many dreams that I want to be a grown up. I often get asked is that older adults it is. I want to be a doctor, a nurse, a teacher would. My dream would be several thousands. All people are born on this planet would have dreams of their own young people still have dreams like that would be like this. For me as a child, I too have a dream. When I grow up I want to be a musician when I was in 0.3 I was fascinated with music, so I decided. To join the band, now I am very happy, I would not mind playing any instrument other than the guitar.
, I wanted to be a musician since I was in kindergarten when I first learn how to play guitar, I like to play. guitar because guitar players always made me relaxed when I'm angry Besides playing music, I also like to listen to rock music, I wanted to have my own band and toured at various places. In order to be recognized in society.
, I wanted to be a musician to be successful with music playing in concerts, I hope many people will attend the concert, I will give part of the proceeds. From concerts to
I Want to be A musician, I have to train hard and get through college. And then I would be a musician. And work bill When I have enough money I will open a music school The business of himself and send money to elderly parents and charity.
was at that time, I can follow my dreams are just that. It is a matter of pride for me. Even today I still owe my dream come true. But I will spare no efforts for the future of my own, I will try to study as much as possible for the dreams of my own.
, seeing different people have a dream of the imagination itself. Whether it be true or not true, we have a commitment to provide the dreams of success that you desire. When we do come up with something that gets me is the pride of our own I wish that I would become a musician because I am not a musician, I would be very disappointed and I will be very unhappy.
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