Jeffirean Stories
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
My dear friends who will be reading this post while taking precious time out of your busy schedules,
Sometimes I just feel like taking everything that's I count as mine and off to another place to live the life I want. I REALLY WANT TO MOVE OUT OF THIS FREAKING DIRTY PLACE. Tell me, who doesn't want to go home and enjoy the warmth of home? Who doesn't want to go home and enjoy a clean and comfortable resting zone, to recharge oneself for the next journey? I get out of the home around 8 everyday (or later if there is no meetings or lessons) and get home 10pm. I get out of the home thinking that someone will help to tidy up the stuff, clean up the floor (at least sweep and mop it), clean up the sink (wash the dishes) but when I get home
- my room is a mess
- the floor is oily and sticky
- the sink is full of bits of food, both raw and cooked
- the toilet floor is littered with bits of food and broken bits from washing of clothes
- the mirror is cluttered with all sorts of chemicals
- wires are everywhere on my computer table
- my comics are on the floor, on the cupboard, but never in the shelf
- the fan is dusty
- the wardrobe is more like a huge space to dump dry clothes in
So what do you expect me to do when I come home at 10? Clean all those stuff?
My parents are living it worse than me, they get out of the home at 7am, get back home at 10pm like me. I cannot expect them to be doing all the cleaning as well.
Many of us fail to acknowledge that household chore carry a huge instrinsic, economic value that is not quantifiable nor rewardable easily. This negativity is doubled when the self-centred trait in dominant in a family of the same inherited genes. You only care for your own comfort and convenience and whoever else is affected is none of your problem.
I wish that my mother will
- clean up after cooking
- wash the bits away after throwing them into the toilet (whether food or bits from the washing machine
- wash clothes with more care rather than dumping everything into the washing machine
- dump all the old clothes away
- not buy so much food and let it all go bad,
- not buy so many different kind of sauces that clutter the fridge, only to be used once a year
- not take so many sundries and hide them under the table from us
- wash her underwear at one fixed area, preferably in the master bedroom bathroom
I wish that my father will
- put the newspapers into the collection bin after reading
- keep the shoes arranged neatly at the doorstep
- dump all the old clothes away
- flush twice after doing business
- put his mouthwash neatly and not cluttering the mirror ledge
I wish that my brother will
- put the books back into the shelf after reading
- put the newspaper into the collection bin after reading
- put the cds back into the sleeves after listening, burning or watching
- not roll and lie on the floor without wearing clothes (his sweat and fats make the floor oily and sticky)
- wash up after he cooks for himself
- close the cap of the saline solution for the contact lenses
- keep his clothes in his wardrobe instead of dumping them into mine
- wear his own underwear (how can waist size 36 be wearing S size underwear?)
- let me sleep peacefully by switching off the lights and not taking away my pillow/blanket
- stop calling me fat pig when he himself is the fat one
I wish that I can
- put the books back into the shelf after reading
- throw away all my books and past projects
- throw away all my clothes that don't suit me anymore (I have slimmed down alot since the past)
- have a space to keep my sports equipment
- have a space to arrange my 5 pair of shoes neatly
- remember to take the keys out of the door after opening the door
- start each day without jumping to the floor to switch off the alarm
- have the ironing board in my room
- be informed that there is dinner before 4.30pm
- make my own dinner when i come back home, wash my own clothes
- not share my clothes, my cup, my toiletries, my crockery and my storage spaces
Please, HDB, if you read this, let us have the keys to our new home soon where I can set the systems anew and get everything sorted out the way it should be.
I am sick of my 17 year old flat where the air condition controller says 20d celsius but spews out air at 26d celsius(too old), where the sockets are all wrongly placed(old designs), forcing a poor fengshui system, where the water heater doesn't work(t00 old), where the kitchen cabinets are filled with things in the wrong spaces (why on earth did my parents get the cabinet set without any intention to fill the right things in?) We cannot get all these rectified if we don't move.
Wait, maybe if I move, everything will be recitified. Yeah. I should start looking for a place where I call the shots and I get to live comfortably... yeah.
I finally tire myself enough to sleep. It's 2.00am! In fact if there is no need to sleep, I would be finding a midnight job to stay away from home. Yes. Like in NS, where everyone said I was mad to be staying in despite being in a stay-out unit. If you live in my home, you will want to stay in, I assure you.
Sighzzzz
Jeffire
Man, Don't you agree that you had felt like this: 'Jeff is very busy, don't bother him', or 'Jeff always has something different to say but I don't need him to say so. I just need someone to listen, but Jeff doesn't listen, he always have something to suggest for my problems. But i no longer see a point talking to him because i think that he thinks he is my service provider rather than a friend. I can solve these problems myself too. He should not think that he is the almighty one'.
--- The other Jeffire
Acknowledged my existence at
2:00 AM