I am lucky

To be honest, i have gotten this far in my life is purely out of luck.(which means purely god gifted bliss and bless)

there are a lot of things that i could mention but 1 thing that i want to mention right now is my father. Because he is still alive,and at work. Its all about his money really,not him.hahah. i always wish i could have another father.hahah

The reason i said that because today i remembered about my primary school friends.

          1.anuar,he is some sort of bully of sort.(atleast that what i thought of him at that time.) He got a really big body,sort of a sumo sized kid.I used to be beaten by him on the football field 1 day,we were 11 at that time. But being the hero that i am,i climbed on his back,choked his neck and brought him backside down face facing the sky.also gave him a few punches in the face.hahah.
        then when we were 12,he had to quit school. I felt weird at that time but we lost contact.after im 15 did i found him again sending ice cubes to a school function at a school that i visit. Thats when the driver told me his father died and he have to quit school and go to and worked on an ice truck delivering ice bags to shops .

          2. Suzali. We were class buddies.his father was a taxi driver. died being robbed and stabbed in his cab by a passenger. He is not the brightest kid in class.also mixed with some naughty kids so his performance went downhill. Afterwards ive changed school a few times but whenever we met he will always be the first to say hi to me.
          He didnt have the financial support that he need so he cant continue  college. I really hope to help him in some ways because he lived just a few houses away from my place.

          3. Aisyah and her sister shahmimi. Their father opened a restaurant near the bridge at my village. He died out of heart attack. Since then,they have to be put in orphanage because their mother died a few years before. Every time i cross that bridge and saw the remnants of that shop i always wonder,what happened to the both of them?


All and all thats what i want to say.you are just worth your fathers money.hahah. i used to scorn having a poor father but after a few years working im alreasy pass the stage of wanting. For me i am thankful for being poor because if i have money,i dont know, i might have used it to make bad deeds.i would spend on hookers or something like this because i am really, a lustful person. I love woman and i can easily fall in love given the conditions that i set is met.hahah

End note:

imagine me,doing the money throw on a hooker like that arab king's son you can see on youtube.
Watching that made me be thankful that im poor.heheh

I was also thinking,when i made a few extra thousands working here i want to take my parents to visit australia. Make them stay for a few days.Take them on a visit or something like that, hope it will come true. Amin