I remembered there are more...

Thank you God for giving me such kind friends, and thank you my friends for constantly looking out for me. There is no word to express how grateful and relieved I am to have such wonderful people in my life.

Besides my wonderful family, who loves me unconditionally, whether by choice or not, I’m very blessed to have amazing friends in my life. They’ve been with me through thick and thin, laughed at my lame jokes, provided help when I was in need and protection when I fell.

I remembered a year when I wanted to be back in Melbourne for Summadayze during my summer break - my friends established the Foundation for LL’s Summadayze. I bought the air ticket and had a fabulous time at Summadayze. I returned their money eventually but I wouldn’t have made it back without their generosity to begin with. One of them paid for half of the ticket and refused to take my money.

I remembered a friend took us to Brisbane and Gold Coast with her frequent flyer points. We had a wonderful time despite the lack of sun and a little bit of hangover here and there. I am still reminiscing.

I remembered I was moving home and it took me forever to finish packing up the kitchen and bathroom. A friend came over after dinner and packed my life away on my behalf, all in fifteen minutes. And got me moving, moving. Pun intended.

I remembered how my mum wouldn’t let me drive to go out at night back home. Somehow my friends would always offer to come and get me and drive me home safely after. We partied like rockstars everytime and the fact that I live so damn far away isn’t an issue anymore.

I remembered a friend wanted me to be at her wedding, and I wanted to be at the wedding too of course. One day, I received an e-ticket in my mailbox. I got myself a new dress and attended the memorable wedding which I would never ever wanted to miss. Spending that extra money on top of your luxurious wedding was very very much appreciated.

I remembered another friend knew I was struggling with rent, bills and everything money-related yet I’ve committed to attend someone’s wedding in Seoul. This friend booked me a return air-ticket to Seoul using her frequent flyer points, and up until today, still not taking the money that I offered to pay her.

I remembered the break-ups and heart-breaks I had gone through. There were friends come knocking on my door with food in hand, cheering me up and making me eat. And there are friends who had to deal with my constant phone calls, crying and ranting over the same bullshit. Man... I was a nightmare!

I remembered there was a time where I missed my budget flight back to Melbourne because I was severely hungover. I was shitting myself because back then, I was still spending mummy’s money but a friend bought me a new one-way ticket to go home. Not only I stayed out of trouble with mum, I got to spend more time with family and friends in KL too.

I remembered just too many times I was so broke I didn’t even have enough money to eat or to pay bills. These friends are always lending me money, I returned, and borrowed again. They’ve been so patient with me, I just don’t know what to say besides promising myself that this year, I’m gonna get my money right. Spend within my limit and clear my debts!

I remembered my bestie bought me a ticket to go on holiday with her for my birthday. She said that way we both could have a good time, and explore different part of Australia together. It was way better than buying me another gift that I probably don’t need. Absolutely right and those Tasmanian experience will never be forgotten.

I remembered friends who really do not mind taking me out, buying me drinks/meal because they really want us to spend time together. At many times I would say no because I really do feel like a free-loader. But I’ve learnt that this is what we do for friends. I’d have done the same for others when they are in need.

I also remembered there was once I bought a whole chicken home and I got a panic-attacked after unwrapping it. I couldn’t deal with a dead animal in whole. I hyper-ventilated, rang a friend frantically and she turned up a few hours later to my rescue. She chopped the damn chicken up for me.

So I am thinking, putting the under-payed job, constantly broke, can’t even afford my own home yet and the occasionally bad days aside, I’m actually living a really good life. I just have to say that I’m a very lucky person who has great family and friends and I know money can’t buy them!