Thursday, November 12, 2009
Thought I'm gonna have a tons of stuffs to do after that gruelling and horrifying final exam.
Turns out I was wrong. Again.
I mean, seriously. There is nothing, I repeat, NOTHING to do. Well, nothing I WANT to do. All you have is yo mama there naggin' yo with the cleaning and the tidying up cause guess what, yo house is under renovation and yo movin'!!!! to some place down the street next to Sanjev's, which by the way, is a laterally inverted copy of your own house. Period. The rented house, that is, not Sanjev.
Anyhoo, Its not like I DON'T wanna help- Oh wait, I seriously don't!!??- but I just felt after such a
grande exam, naturally I feel the need to do something I WANT to do, and that, does not include moving the furniture to the rented place and listening to my maid, Lastri flirting outrageously with the renovation workers. Okay, I don't mind the first, but I seriously, SERIOUSLY am freakin' out about the latter. UHMIGO-OH, I can't stand her flirtatious attitude with them male workers. Okay, I understand how oestrogen can work a female up but, uh-mi-go-oh, she sings she laughs freakishly weird and her voice gets all pitchy and ANNOYING. Yes, that's THE word. ANNOYING. And such annoyance, is not, I so am repeating, NOT to be tolerated. But, of course, lovely moi never begrudged her. Never, actually I kinda like her cause she talked about cats and the kittens she raised with her beloved sister. She loves her sister and her mom, which, I guess for this world nowadays is as rare as a blue moon. But uhmigood when she purchased that handphone of hers, its was-and still is- such a nightmare. Talk, yap, talk. Chatterty-chat-chat. Its so annoYING! And all the boys she have in her contacts( I did not pry, she showed them photos to me, from her phone). It's really awkward. I dunno what to say, except to gush really fake-like.
Mum wasn't too happy when she went to our old house JUST to chat with them workers. I guess she was afraid that our maid will run off with one of them, like what happened to my dad's friend's friend who had a maid who ran off with another worker who dated her who she dated, PHEW!
But, I kinda felt bad when my mum kinda nagged her. And I know her nag. When she's nagging, it's scolding. When she's scolding, it's hell.
That's mum, she's charming as ever, however.
hmmmm...I think I'm starting to be a complain queen.
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