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Feeling... ache-y all over Happiness of the day: clean room Event of the week: a class gathering at my house tomorrow Springcleaning today was horrible...I mean, it was good in the sense we really cleaned up the house, right down to under the bed, behind the cupboard, inside the drawers kind of clean. My room still isn't quite at its best, because half of the cupboard space is used like a storeroom, and it still feels weird calling it my room. There's still a feeling of not quite belonging. But I guess it's ok...at least my Titanic and William Shakespeare's R+J posters are still up. I'm so not interested in Leonardo DiCaprio anymore, but these posters make me feel quite at home. Heh. My mom's left arm is weak now, so she can't do as much stuff as she wanted to, and it really affects me, to see how touched she is to have me around to help her with the cleaning. Especially with carrying heavy things, climbing up to reach the higher cabinets or even something as simple as getting her a drink. She seems rather upbeat today, probably something intrinsic in a woman, to have her home spotless clean. Amazingly, despite being a lazy untidy bum, I actually identified with her. I know how she feels...sort of like how I felt after I scrubbed the kitchen floor in the states, after my exams. Freaking tired, ache-y, but very proud. Man, I'm tired. is it only past midnight now? Man, it feels like it's already like 3am or something. I need to sleep....it's gonna be a long fun day tomorrow, hosting the party at my place. | |