Thursday, June 14, 2007
My home
When I was younger, I used to hate my house.
Why? For what? Some may ask.
I can answer that it is not over the harmony of my family. It is the overcrowded and over packed problem that still exist till this very day. Too many things in the house. A 4A room flat to accomodate 2 already grown up adults and 4 still-in-the -process-of-getting-bigger kids plus all their related items. Woo! Its capacity is growing as days pass. Each of us will soon be like sardines! But I must stress that although it is packed, it is well maintained for its cleanliness is graded "A". Kudos to my mum.
Although the condition not as bad as then, it is still not as desirable. I used to and still employed in the cleaner's role where i secretly throw away stuff which my family are reluctant to get rid of. Especially my brothers' toys and items which are no longer of any good use to them. When they asked, I just act blur. LoL.
But I understand that I can never get rid of all wanted stuff, they will just keep coming back. The more you throw they will come back at you doubled. Similar to the rubbish theory, I cannot just dispose off any of my siblings or parents, they are afterall a part of me and the house.
My parents and brothers and Oh Ya. The Rubbish! We live in harmony under one roof. Hahaha.
Cheese. :)
8:33 am .