Bitch strikes again!

 I think if i were to write a bitch series i could compile a novel and it would sell like hotcakes..

sadly this is reality and the best publishing i can ever do is blog publishing..

anyways, for those following my bloggie will know who i'm referring to

Today's cup of wrath:

i purposely woke up 6am something to brush teeth n then started to:

1.Boil water, change the hot water into flask, fill all water bottles in the fridge

 2.sweep the entire downstairs house and his room

3. Fold his bedsheetes and comforter.

4. Washed the dishes from yesterday's dinner( i wasnt even at that dinner)

5. Take in the laundry and wipe the metal hanger attached from the ceiling to prepare for comforter washing. almost fell down from the slippery wet stool.

 6.change the sheets n blanket and WASHED by hand ( it feels numb now, u try squeezing and carrying a 10 ton wet thick comforter! , SQUEEZE soak, RINSE and only can put into washing machine to tumble dry- (THAT is the Queen's house rule)

7. Wash the downstairs toilet by scrubbing on my knees ( i'm reminded of cinderella)

 8. Ate a bun i bought and dozed down with water

 9. took 3 freakin buses to go home (his house-island plaza-komtar-sg2) and i did alot of walking in between with my laundry and things. it took me 2 hours waiting and sitting in the bus like an idiot. looking like a mad woman. My scooter was parked at home for fear of dying on the road. 

  

 ALL THE ABOVE i did for him and because the QUEEN has knee problems so i tried to help her relieve her pain and make things better for everybody. i try my best not to make a sound to wake anybody ( boyfie sleeping like a pig due to work exhaustion)

 but what did i get in return?

i over heard her whispering to the father in hokkien :

" SHE IS TRYING TO SPOIL MY WASHING MACHINE. SHE MAKES TOO MUCH NOISE. IF NOT SINCERE IN DOING DON'T DO ANYTHING (yea rite, then blankets n all will stink cause she says its my duty to clean them) WORST- she kept repeating SHE NEVER SOAK IT OVERNIGHT ITS NOT CLEAN, IT WILL SMELL...bla bla bla..."

  

 My ears really burned at that point but i told myself what the heck, i DONT EVEN DO THIS AT MY OWN HOUSE and ur not even grateful. i dont give a toot lah..after all the chores i walked myself to the nearest bus stop (which was not very near) and felt the happiest when i lost sight of that dreadful house.. 

I really dont care no more to fight back or complain cause nothing changes, nothing will..

cant wait to graduate and get my own house and car and NEVER depend on anybody EVER!