My mother is at shanghai for a tour now and there's a pile of laundry in the washing machine. Dont look at me, I wash all my clothes myself, usually by hand, but more regularly by washing machine.
This morning, or rather afternoon, after I woke up, I began the chore of washing my clothes. I dont wash clothes everyday, but pile them to the weekend. It is just the laziness in me, something that I cant change.
And so I washed, and dumped the clothes into the washing machine for a final round. I lug the entire 2 washing bags of clothes to the washing machine, and realised that my father had put the pile of laundry in the washing machine to spin.
And it was ready for retrieval.
I thought I smelt a tinge of stench from the clothes, the kind that you put your worn clothes into water and submerged it for 5 days kind of smell. But because my nose is blocked, I think I am going to have a flu, I thought I might be over-reacting.
And so I fished out the clothes from the washing machine, sprayed the interior of the washing machine with a hose as I usually do, and dumped my clothes in for the final round.
When I took out my clothes just now, I realised that the earlier stench I smelt linger in my clothes!!!!!!!! HORROR!!!!!!!!!!!
So I lan lan lor, what to fucking do, and RE WASH ALL MY CLOTHES AGAIN.
KNN!
Super dulan leh, but because I dowan my clothes to stink, so I proceed to wash my clothes with washing solution THRICE and now I am leaving the clothes to soak in the softener for 15 minutes then I would have to MANUALLY wring them dry.
You say fucked up or not?
I usually wash once then let the washing machine wash second time and drain dry. So today my poor clothes went thru 5 rounds of washing and 1 round of soaking. They better smell nice later or I'll scream.
To think of it, maybe I should bring my clothes to my ah ma's place to drain dry, since she is living one storey above me.
But to rethink, that washing machine has washes my always-drunk-uncle clothes. Meaning later my clothes might reek of beer and ciggy smoke (everyone is that family smokes).
Cb lor, I have no choice le lor. Now my fingers are all wrinkled le la!
Also to add. My elder bro is a ljl one leh. He asked me why I didnt wash the clothes and hence they smelt so bad. EXCUSE ME! The clothes are worn by you leh, why you dunno how to wash yourself. Fucked up mentality. Leave all the clothes there lor, wait until your precious mother come back and wash lor.
And cooed "Aiyah, my darling poor boy, no one wash the clothes for you? No clothes to wear ar? Throw the sister out of the house!!! She should wash my baby boy's clothes while I am away." Completes with a wail.
Fuck la, go away la.
Sometimes I dowan him and serene to get married in the future because I dont like her. Then again, I think the worst punishment the act-demure-act-shu-nuu person can get is to get my brother to marry her. She would die. WHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Imagine!
- Forever debt ridden;
- Forever have to pay for all the ulitities at home;
- Forever have to do chores while he watch tv;
- Forever have to wake up in the middle of night to ensure all the lights and fans and tv is off because he have the habit of leaving all these on at night;
- Forever have to put up with his fuck up attitude.
Luckily I am not the suay one. Whahahahaha.
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