This time i'm sure, i'm a jinx.
I want to share my story to vent my frustration.
I was born 22 years ago, and since young, i dont know what my father's name is, how he looks like and how was he as a person. I only had my mother and my ah ma.
I still remember staying with my grandmother, sleeping with my mother in a room. The room only had a study table and two matress for me and my mother.
Mummy worked two jobs, as a cashier at the Yohan SC and as a factory worker at night. Still remembered how i worked her up at 12 PM, to get her to send me to school, when she barely slept after night shift.
Then in primary three, after a 1 month holiday, my mother was killed, while opening the letterbox at the void deck by a robber. She was stabbed.
I was left with my grandmother and my small uncle. My grandmother would bring me to school, pushing her trolley along, before she goes to work at the market. Everyday's dinner would be porridge or rice with leftovers from the night before.
2 years later, she died.
I then lived with my uncle, but he was almost never home.
When i was secondary 1, i started working everyday after sch, distributing flyers everyday, that year, my uncle got married and moved out, i lived alone since them. Well, at least he would provide me with 200 dollars per month and settle the bills.
So i started working and schooling, and yes, i did it, i entered poly, after retaking my o levels once.
After entrance into poly, i managed to get a job which pays 15 dollars per hour, which is pretty good for me. Life was better and easier. Then i bought my first loyal companion! She was a jack russell!!!
She was so beautiful, training her was hard, but she eventually became a good and obedient dog despite the fact that i was out early and came home late everyday.
Then i met a girl in year 2 in one of the module. We became very close and within months, we were madly in love. I thought, i was a lucky person, i had somebody who loved me so much.
We shared everyday together, had so much fun with her when we bring prego out for walks. She was a movie maniac, i remembered watching movies till we had no movies to catch at the cinemas!!
When prego was 3 years old, she went missing, i was very worried and pasted posters all around for her. but idiots went around destroying my posters, tearing them one by one, also tearing my chance of finding my beloved.
She was never found, but the security at hougang mall told me a dog was run down by a car, the description sounded like prego, but i never wanted to confirm.
I went for my NS, and ORD-ed this year. I was immediately applied for a full time job at the previous company i was working for during my poly days, as a field rep. The money was good, enough for my bills and for entertainment and savings. My girlfriend was working in a jewellery shop too, we were finally financially stable..
3 weeks ago, she died. some fucking bastard hit her around lorong chuan and fled the scene. She died on the spot. With that news, my pillar of support crumbled too.
Now, right here in this room, where my mother, grandmother, prego and my beloved shared so much memories with me, has only me. Everything and everyone that i loved would meet with a bad ending, but not me. Life had made me strong enough to fend for myself, strong enough to always look on the positive side, and strong enough for me to suffer the agony of losing everything i have one by one.
Please treasure whatever you have, before its too late.
I think there is no such thing as a jinx.
It`s just pure coincidence .
Dont be too hard on urself .
Ur still young and u can start all over again always have a postive att. in live man .
I think now u should go out there and learn some courses to occupy urself .
Then maybe from then on ur life will be super super good .
Who knows maybe u`ll be a billion air next time ?
Always think that those bad days are over for you . Time to enjoy the good future that u`ll be having in the coming years .
Good luck bro.
Originally posted by astory:This time i'm sure, i'm a jinx.
I want to share my story to vent my frustration.
I was born 22 years ago, and since young, i dont know what my father's name is, how he looks like and how was he as a person. I only had my mother and my ah ma.
I still remember staying with my grandmother, sleeping with my mother in a room. The room only had a study table and two matress for me and my mother.
Mummy worked two jobs, as a cashier at the Yohan SC and as a factory worker at night. Still remembered how i worked her up at 12 PM, to get her to send me to school, when she barely slept after night shift.
Then in primary three, after a 1 month holiday, my mother was killed, while opening the letterbox at the void deck by a robber. She was stabbed.
I was left with my grandmother and my small uncle. My grandmother would bring me to school, pushing her trolley along, before she goes to work at the market. Everyday's dinner would be porridge or rice with leftovers from the night before.
2 years later, she died.
I then lived with my uncle, but he was almost never home.
When i was secondary 1, i started working everyday after sch, distributing flyers everyday, that year, my uncle got married and moved out, i lived alone since them. Well, at least he would provide me with 200 dollars per month and settle the bills.
So i started working and schooling, and yes, i did it, i entered poly, after retaking my o levels once.
After entrance into poly, i managed to get a job which pays 15 dollars per hour, which is pretty good for me. Life was better and easier. Then i bought my first loyal companion! She was a jack russell!!!
She was so beautiful, training her was hard, but she eventually became a good and obedient dog despite the fact that i was out early and came home late everyday.
Then i met a girl in year 2 in one of the module. We became very close and within months, we were madly in love. I thought, i was a lucky person, i had somebody who loved me so much.
We shared everyday together, had so much fun with her when we bring prego out for walks. She was a movie maniac, i remembered watching movies till we had no movies to catch at the cinemas!!
When prego was 3 years old, she went missing, i was very worried and pasted posters all around for her. but idiots went around destroying my posters, tearing them one by one, also tearing my chance of finding my beloved.
She was never found, but the security at hougang mall told me a dog was run down by a car, the description sounded like prego, but i never wanted to confirm.
I went for my NS, and ORD-ed this year. I was immediately applied for a full time job at the previous company i was working for during my poly days, as a field rep. The money was good, enough for my bills and for entertainment and savings. My girlfriend was working in a jewellery shop too, we were finally financially stable..
3 weeks ago, she died. some fucking bastard hit her around lorong chuan and fled the scene. She died on the spot. With that news, my pillar of support crumbled too.
Now, right here in this room, where my mother, grandmother, prego and my beloved shared so much memories with me, has only me. Everything and everyone that i loved would meet with a bad ending, but not me. Life had made me strong enough to fend for myself, strong enough to always look on the positive side, and strong enough for me to suffer the agony of losing everything i have one by one.
Please treasure whatever you have, before its too late.
see ekin cheng movie "hero"... hua ying xiong?
u may be born under the 'alone' star, loosely translated.
you are still considered lucky.
bear this in mind.. "having too much is a sin"
ya i am sure u are not a jinx....maybe GOD just want to test u...i am sure u will be richly blessed in life in the future...Peace ![]()
Originally posted by astory:This time i'm sure, i'm a jinx.
I want to share my story to vent my frustration.
I was born 22 years ago, and since young, i dont know what my father's name is, how he looks like and how was he as a person. I only had my mother and my ah ma.
I still remember staying with my grandmother, sleeping with my mother in a room. The room only had a study table and two matress for me and my mother.
Mummy worked two jobs, as a cashier at the Yohan SC and as a factory worker at night. Still remembered how i worked her up at 12 PM, to get her to send me to school, when she barely slept after night shift.
Then in primary three, after a 1 month holiday, my mother was killed, while opening the letterbox at the void deck by a robber. She was stabbed.
I was left with my grandmother and my small uncle. My grandmother would bring me to school, pushing her trolley along, before she goes to work at the market. Everyday's dinner would be porridge or rice with leftovers from the night before.
2 years later, she died.
I then lived with my uncle, but he was almost never home.
When i was secondary 1, i started working everyday after sch, distributing flyers everyday, that year, my uncle got married and moved out, i lived alone since them. Well, at least he would provide me with 200 dollars per month and settle the bills.
So i started working and schooling, and yes, i did it, i entered poly, after retaking my o levels once.
After entrance into poly, i managed to get a job which pays 15 dollars per hour, which is pretty good for me. Life was better and easier. Then i bought my first loyal companion! She was a jack russell!!!
She was so beautiful, training her was hard, but she eventually became a good and obedient dog despite the fact that i was out early and came home late everyday.
Then i met a girl in year 2 in one of the module. We became very close and within months, we were madly in love. I thought, i was a lucky person, i had somebody who loved me so much.
We shared everyday together, had so much fun with her when we bring prego out for walks. She was a movie maniac, i remembered watching movies till we had no movies to catch at the cinemas!!
When prego was 3 years old, she went missing, i was very worried and pasted posters all around for her. but idiots went around destroying my posters, tearing them one by one, also tearing my chance of finding my beloved.
She was never found, but the security at hougang mall told me a dog was run down by a car, the description sounded like prego, but i never wanted to confirm.
I went for my NS, and ORD-ed this year. I was immediately applied for a full time job at the previous company i was working for during my poly days, as a field rep. The money was good, enough for my bills and for entertainment and savings. My girlfriend was working in a jewellery shop too, we were finally financially stable..
3 weeks ago, she died. some fucking bastard hit her around lorong chuan and fled the scene. She died on the spot. With that news, my pillar of support crumbled too.
Now, right here in this room, where my mother, grandmother, prego and my beloved shared so much memories with me, has only me. Everything and everyone that i loved would meet with a bad ending, but not me. Life had made me strong enough to fend for myself, strong enough to always look on the positive side, and strong enough for me to suffer the agony of losing everything i have one by one.
Please treasure whatever you have, before its too late.
Bro, you are not a jinx.....u r strong.....
omg... so sad to hear this... it must be heart piercing....
those usually shown in tv show... my god... u exprience it all by yourself....
dont worry.... and stay strong...
i hope good things will come your way soooon...
Originally posted by astory:This time i'm sure, i'm a jinx.
I want to share my story to vent my frustration.
I was born 22 years ago, and since young, i dont know what my father's name is, how he looks like and how was he as a person. I only had my mother and my ah ma.
I still remember staying with my grandmother, sleeping with my mother in a room. The room only had a study table and two matress for me and my mother.
Mummy worked two jobs, as a cashier at the Yohan SC and as a factory worker at night. Still remembered how i worked her up at 12 PM, to get her to send me to school, when she barely slept after night shift.
Then in primary three, after a 1 month holiday, my mother was killed, while opening the letterbox at the void deck by a robber. She was stabbed.
I was left with my grandmother and my small uncle. My grandmother would bring me to school, pushing her trolley along, before she goes to work at the market. Everyday's dinner would be porridge or rice with leftovers from the night before.
2 years later, she died.
I then lived with my uncle, but he was almost never home.
When i was secondary 1, i started working everyday after sch, distributing flyers everyday, that year, my uncle got married and moved out, i lived alone since them. Well, at least he would provide me with 200 dollars per month and settle the bills.
So i started working and schooling, and yes, i did it, i entered poly, after retaking my o levels once.
After entrance into poly, i managed to get a job which pays 15 dollars per hour, which is pretty good for me. Life was better and easier. Then i bought my first loyal companion! She was a jack russell!!!
She was so beautiful, training her was hard, but she eventually became a good and obedient dog despite the fact that i was out early and came home late everyday.
Then i met a girl in year 2 in one of the module. We became very close and within months, we were madly in love. I thought, i was a lucky person, i had somebody who loved me so much.
We shared everyday together, had so much fun with her when we bring prego out for walks. She was a movie maniac, i remembered watching movies till we had no movies to catch at the cinemas!!
When prego was 3 years old, she went missing, i was very worried and pasted posters all around for her. but idiots went around destroying my posters, tearing them one by one, also tearing my chance of finding my beloved.
She was never found, but the security at hougang mall told me a dog was run down by a car, the description sounded like prego, but i never wanted to confirm.
I went for my NS, and ORD-ed this year. I was immediately applied for a full time job at the previous company i was working for during my poly days, as a field rep. The money was good, enough for my bills and for entertainment and savings. My girlfriend was working in a jewellery shop too, we were finally financially stable..
3 weeks ago, she died. some fucking bastard hit her around lorong chuan and fled the scene. She died on the spot. With that news, my pillar of support crumbled too.
Now, right here in this room, where my mother, grandmother, prego and my beloved shared so much memories with me, has only me. Everything and everyone that i loved would meet with a bad ending, but not me. Life had made me strong enough to fend for myself, strong enough to always look on the positive side, and strong enough for me to suffer the agony of losing everything i have one by one.
Please treasure whatever you have, before its too late.
Wow! So tragic one ah?! Your gf died 3 weeks ago? Got reported in newspaper? Let me go help find your gf killer and bring him to justice so your gf can rest in peace. But don't remember reading anywhere in any newspapers or hearing on radio or tv leh....Anyone hear anything like that?![]()