I am currently busy being the house goddess also known as maid or bibik. My mother loves it because she can say things like "Bibik, esok jangan lupa jemur baju." "Bik, esok tolong sapu sampah." "Bibik, bibik, bibik, bik." You can tell that she's happy about it. Like really really happy.
One thing I realized about me being the maid house goddess is that I am slowly and slightly becoming a perfectionist. Knowing me, I am a messy clumsy lady (lol lady). When I was in high school, especially when I was in form 5, my table was rubbish. I was and am lucky to have such nice and caring (or they're just probably annoyed with my messiness) girlfriends. They would help me clean up my desk because there were papers, reference books, my incredibly big water bottle, mostly EVERYTHING. And sometimes they would babble at me because my stuff went into their space, definitely not my fault.
I am surprised that I have finally become one of them lol.
*folds the clothes with the exact same size*
*make sure that everything is in its place*
*gets mad if there are plates or anything in the sink*
*gets mad when my sister doesn't put her clothes in her wardrobe*
*gets mad at everything*
You can basically hear me nagging most of the time. I will surely make a successful educated housewife, yup.
You can basically hear me nagging most of the time. I will surely make a successful educated housewife, yup.
But I'll do the housework later. I didn't say that my procrastination has disappear did I? Now, let me watch my Running Man.
