I should be so lucky

NOPE. I AM SO FUCKIN LUCKY LEH~~

haha - the title of the blog is a hint to what i'll do this coming thursday, which is what pple like me do in Singapore on Wednesdays.

MAKE A WILD GUESS. shouldnt be so difficult leh~

But yet, i shouldnt focus on how lucky i SHOULD have been. Instead i should count my blessings and take heart in knowing that i am actually pretty lucky.

THE LIST. Here goes:

1) I am still fuckin alive - despite all that has happened to my car, my roof over my head, my head literally cos of the bloody winter in Ipswich, assignments and presentations.

2) My family's still fuckin alive although they have incessantly complained about how little i have rang them since i came here. I have only rang back home 3 bloody times. First time was the day i reach aussie - just to let them know im safe. THEN, the second time is about 3bloody months ago. The 3rd time is about last week.

3) My dogs are still fuckin alive.

4) So is Mr Chua.

5) I have alot of friends who care about me.

6) I have freedom.

YES. THATS IT. I have absolute freedom. I've always had freedom - not always, i was restricted alot when i was younger.

I remember Jasmine, a friend i met thru Karin, was VERY VERY VERY VERY shocked when she heard i got a bf. Either she thinks im sooooooo hideous tat no man on this earth will take a liking to me OR she thinks chiongsters dun haf bf.



haha ya lah! So i asked her why is she so shocked then she said, cos everytime jio u, u sure come out one leh~~ Karin dubbed me "sui chuan sui dao" kaki leh - meaning anytime call anytime oso can. haha, this type of clubbin kaki where to find rite?

then as usual, i always reply: my bf bochap me one! muahahaha

i just tend to have the tendency to frame things around me in a bad light. Part of my virtue of being humble

Not i want to say ah, but MR CHUA....haha, he:

1) Send me to the doorstep of Zouk. OK maybe not literally, at most he send until the bus stop outside zouk only.

2) Sometimes, he come and send me back if he's in a good mood.

3) He doesnt mind i meet new friends when i go clubbing - gang or bu - oso ok.

4) He's absolutely fine with me going out clubbing with my guy friends.

5) If im drunk - kindly note: this has not been happening for a LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG time - the next person who laughs at my drunken stupor - wait for me at Changi Airport in Dec and i will ta u my Absolut Vanilla sitting in my fridge. See whose the one drunk. Anyway, digress so much. IF IM DRUNK, he'll take my contact lens case to me, and patiently wait till i am sober enough to take them out.

6) For those of you who do not know, i DUN FUCKIN BATHE BEFORE I SLP AFTER I GO CHIONG. Say whatever u want, i cant be bothered. And he doesnt even mind sleeping beside me who smelt a combination of smoke, alcohol, perfume and saliva. Cos i'd imagine alot of pple laughing when they go out with me? Muahaha, laughing at my drunken stupor.

7) He wont flare up if i missed his message cos i didnt feel the vibration while i was trying to squeeze like sardines in Phuture, Zouk or Chinablack.

8) He doesnt mind at all when i received a call at 8pm asking me to go Chinablack, meet at 10 or 11pm. In fact he would do point 1 if im running late.

9) He doesnt mind to be awaken in the middle of the nite by an SMS i sent him to inform him im safely home.

10) FINALLY. HE ABOSLUTELY TRUSTS ME. He does not question what i do - as a matter of fact, he's not interested. I tell him every single detail that happened and he cant even remember my friends' name. Except Karin. He will not imagine anything like those funny boyfriends.

I have a friend who cant go clubbing here cos his gf dun like him to. WHY? Cos she scared he go pick up girls. Truth is, the boy is an absolute honest boy whose nv done anything of the sort. She's just living in extreme paranoia that imagines her bf would do tat based on the stories unsuccessful couples feed her. Well, i start to reflect on how lucky i am. Hence the inspiration to blog.

I always have a problem with MR CHUA. He's not as romantic lah...as sensitive lah... and he's fat. Haiz..............................

BUT at least i have his heart and his trust.

2 of the most precious things that sometimes couples who've been together for millions of years still yearn for and kick in their graves for not owning both.

The abovementioned couple were together for 5 years. I wonder how would a relationship without trust survived 5 golden years. ONE TOLERANT BF. Hehehe.

I am lucky cos i have the love of my parents who volunteered to lend me more money for my car knowing that my car's broke down.

I am lucky cos i have 2 dogs in Jurong waiting for me to go back at the end of the year.

I am lucky cos i got friends waiting for me to paint the town red with them once i hit sunny singapore.

I am lucky cos i have friends who genuinely miss me.

I am lucky cos i am a fuckin student who dun need to worry about getting to work on time everyday and if my boss liked me.

I am lucky cos i am still alive and kicking, in fact, i gained a bit of weight.

I am lucky cos i have the love, trust and fats of a man who not only accepts me for who i am (sometimes only. when he's in a good mood) but gave me something extra in life called Freedom.

Erm....dunno if some of you find this post erm.... u know.... mushy?

haha, im absolutely not mushy about it. i just suddenly got alot of reflections about it?

Many of us focused on the wrong things and things that pple fail to do or accomplish cos its easy to do, isnt it? But becos we do tat, we also overlook on all the nice things that we've been showered with but took for granted.

Never too late to count your blessings.