Bin it. Bin it!

Today went well. Everything falls into the correct place. I used the com and watch Friends till late evening, and had fabulous impromptu dinner with my girls. Had an uneventful quarrel with my mom about me not clearing the over-flowing rubbish bin, to which I protested that I had just changed the bedsheets so stop saying that I’m lazy and starting asking my sister to do some housework too. And it ended ugly. Not so good but whatever.

Before you start accusing me, give me a chance to explain. I’m not lazy. Not lazy by default alright. I’m a hard-working clean girl and do my fair share of housework since young. But I’m stubborn and ego and prideful. I do not like it when you order me around. I’ll clear the bin when I really can’t stand it anymore. So is either you wait for my limit, or you clear it yourself. Because I’m not in a rush to clear it. I can totally wait. So if you’re in a rush, you do it yourself. For me, I will do it when it gets really too messy for me. Like say the bedsheets, getting too untidy and crumpled, I’ll do it myself without even you asking.

So well, I’m quite pissed but well, whatever.

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