its sunday and im in the office. alone. well not actually alone.. pak gad is here, cleaning up the whole office. multi-purpose, he is. the boss should pay him more.
i could work from home. all i need is a computer, with word and broadband. but i decided to come to the office anyway since i cant seem to get anything done at home. cant seem to rest my ass for a few seconds. LISHA.. paint another base coat, she yells. LISHA... do the dishes, she commands. LISHA.. fold the clothes. LISHA.. mop the floor. no sweep it first before you mop it. LISHA wipe the counter. LISHA.. clean the bathroom. LISHA.. clean your room. LISHA.. feed the cats. LISHA.. do this. LISHA.. do that.
while fali casually PS2-ing upstairs. Why? coz he cant stand the smell of paint and turpentine. coz he cant do strenuous work. coz he has to take care of his delicate hands if he wants to be a surgeon.
I love my brother .. but he can be such an ass sometimes.
yes, im whiney.
fuck off.
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