June 24, 2008
I'm in a bitching mood today. I come home after a long day at work and a total of about 3hours of travelling and yet I still have to face the tape player going on about housework not done and me messing up. Hello? For the past few days I have no energy whatsoever that all I do is coop myself up in the room, eat packeted food, use my computer and fall asleep. Am I really messing up THAT much? And what about that other lady in the house who sleeps later than me, wakes up later than me, goes out ever-so-often and stays at home baking cookies, muffins and cakes? Doesn't she have all the time in the world to mess up, and clean up too?
To top it all up, I've been doing the housework when she wasn't around. I've been ironing my own clothes, packing my own room. Now I have to SHARE my clothes unwillingly with someone else who loves to take my ironed clothes. It's easy, wear and throw into the washing machine. Then the clothes lie in the basket awaiting ironing for the next 2months or so just because I'm too busy to iron them. And on days I want to go out, I have no clothes to wear.
And Tuas is so fucking ulu with limited choice of food and the only thing that amuses me is those long sticks with fire (aka olympic torches), half set up scaffoldings (aka stone hedge) and huges cirles of whatever's inside (aka furballs).
-nIx- @ [[10:06 PM]]
I'm in a bitching mood today. I come home after a long day at work and a total of about 3hours of travelling and yet I still have to face the tape player going on about housework not done and me messing up. Hello? For the past few days I have no energy whatsoever that all I do is coop myself up in the room, eat packeted food, use my computer and fall asleep. Am I really messing up THAT much? And what about that other lady in the house who sleeps later than me, wakes up later than me, goes out ever-so-often and stays at home baking cookies, muffins and cakes? Doesn't she have all the time in the world to mess up, and clean up too?
To top it all up, I've been doing the housework when she wasn't around. I've been ironing my own clothes, packing my own room. Now I have to SHARE my clothes unwillingly with someone else who loves to take my ironed clothes. It's easy, wear and throw into the washing machine. Then the clothes lie in the basket awaiting ironing for the next 2months or so just because I'm too busy to iron them. And on days I want to go out, I have no clothes to wear.
And Tuas is so fucking ulu with limited choice of food and the only thing that amuses me is those long sticks with fire (aka olympic torches), half set up scaffoldings (aka stone hedge) and huges cirles of whatever's inside (aka furballs).
-nIx- @ [[10:06 PM]]
