Rough Rhymes

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

That one thing that is not in my books when a festive season is fast approaching, is the cleaning up of the house. House, here, refers to my room. For those who have seen my room and popped your eyes like elmo, you'd know the difficulty. My room is the king of all typical boy's room. If you were to drop your ear stud in my room, it'll probably take at least 6 weeks and 2 days to recover it. (That's how long it took me at the least) And my mum ain't allowed to enter coz I know it'll break my freedom of throwing my pack of cigarettes at any corner I pick. Thus, she doesn't even enter my room to clean it up. The lazy brother of mine never attempts at cleaning my room. The only time he enters my room is to ask "Hey ah neh, you got ciggies not?" So I am left all alone to do it all by myself. But being that lazy bitch that I am, I is not even in the picture of the one who's gonna clean up the room. Today, I called 3 friends to come over to help clean my place. They all know what condition my room is usually in. Knowing this piece of fact, they all turned down my request in typical manner. This, is exactly how it went:

Friend 1

I: Hey where you at?
Friend: At home rotting of boredom. Wanna go orchard play pool? Nothing to do la.
I: Why not come over and help me with the cleaning of the house?
Friend: Your hall/kitchen all clean what.
I: It's not the hall. I'm talking about my room when I say clean my house.
Friend: Oh, I going out to meet my friend now la. Besides, your room tak boleh. (cannot in malay)

Friend 2 (Chinese)
I: Hey where you at?
Friend: At home lor.
I: Why not come over and help me with the cleaning of my room? Deepavali coming leh.
Friend: You siow ah?! Your room si beh cannot make it one la. The last time we tried cleaning, shermain nearly fainted leh. *laughs*
I: Some friend you are.

And so, the third friend of mine, I decided to lie. Pretend to pay her a lil' so that I get to see my room clean for once. Classic is the word for this conversation.

Friend 3
I: Hey, praba here. You free not?
Friend: Waaa. Now then you remember me after so long ah?....bla bla bla
I: (Brushing aside all unnecessary talks) I need a small favour leh. How? Can do not?
Friend: Depends la. Can do means I sure do what. You know my style.
I: I jus need you to clean my room. Will pay you for it. How?
Friend: Engages the phone.

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