i left home today hating my mum, hating my sis, hating my family and hating my life.
then as I was waiting for the train at the station, i counted my blessings. Literally.
1. I like my surname. It’s special, it’s uncommon. CHIAM is awesome. Not every tom dick or harry is born with a surname that impresses people. If i were to throw a stone on the streets, chances are I would hit a Tan or a Ng? *shrugs* no offence though.
2. I’m not ugly. I may not be the sexiest or most gorgeous lady in town but I would like to believe I’m not an ugly betty.
3. I have friends. Think about loners who have nobody to confide in. I have friends whom I can emo to, bitch to, whine to. I enjoy being alone at times, but I enjoy the company as well.
4. I have a boyfriend. In fact, he’s cute. I’m not like some desperate bitch waiting for a man to pick me up on streets. I’ve a great companion (though he’s in Japan right now).
5. My limbs are intact. I’m not athletic or voluptuous but I’ve proper body structure and I’m healthy. I do complain about my flabby arms but I’m glad my body is still classified nearer to lean than obese on a scale.
6. Oh yeah and this just popped up. I’ve a lesbian bugging me for web cam and cyber-you-know-what activities since god knows when. I take that as a compliment. I’ve sex appeal. To somebody at least, I don’t care if she’s a girl or shes desperate. I’m flattered and well yes, disgusted.
7. I meet nasty people but there’s always enough nice people for me to believe in the world. (:
Just skyped qy and I’m sleepy. goodnight world.
