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Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I do not wake up to be a coolie
It was super rare that i decided to wake up earlier today. Well, at least earlier than my usual 1 or 2pm. Which means that i will not have enough sleep. But i did so willingly, because i have a SUPER project (of my own) to start on lately. I hope to be able to rush it out by 8th April. So i can present on the 9th.Then straight after me washing up, my mum asked me to go to the storeroom and moved out all the light bulbs. Thinking it's easy, i mean, c'mon it's only LIGHT BULBS. I went into the storeroom and found out i am wrong. All so wrong. Those light bulbs ain't our daily house hold application light bulbs. But for industry use. (My dad's goods in other words.) Those stuff literally is up to the height of my neck when placed vertically. And there's like ten or twenty in each box. And around six or so boxes. I'm no one in terms of strength. My legs go wobbly in just one song of DDR. (Note: One song, not one game of like 3 or 4 songs.) After moving it all out, mum did whatever she wanted to and asked me to move it back in again. I wasn't happy but i did it all the same. A while into it, my mum asked me to stop and said that she wanted the bulbs on the other side. That means whatever on the right goes to the left and the left goes to the right. And i'm like @$#@%!!! But being a filial girl, i did what she says. After having the bulbs fall onto me like TWICE. They were shaky. Plus i don't want them to fall to the ground into pieces (in which it's YOURS TRULY that have to clean up), i protected every single bulb and box. When i thought my torment is over, and i can come back to do my SUPER project. I only had the last thing to move in. The harmless looking vacuum cleaner. I took it at the connector between the cleaner itself and the long long pipe or whatever it's supposed to be called. I took it happily then the connector fall apart. Leaving the pipe in my hands, and the heavy (okay, not very heavy) vacuum cleaner on my foot. The cleaner still dare to hit my foot then bounce off, hitting the ground and making him look like he was the victim. I'M THE ONE WITH BROKEN SKIN ON MY FOOT. You vacuum cleaner, you can't even feel pain. Well, you don't even know i'm typing this, cause you got no nerves, eyes and brains. Can't transmit. Conclusion: I'm just so pathetic. No one pitied me. Mum didn't even thanked me or acknowledged the hard work i've put in. Mum didn't even see the outcome. April even make a joke out of my poor foot. I'm so ke lian. I might as well die. (But in which i wouldn't *winks*) |
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