doesn't deserve a title

yup, you're staring into the face of my nightmare.

you see all those hangers? yeah, each one has got something [or somethings] hanging on it. guess what? that's only about a fifth of the laundry i did today.

wanna know what else? i spent half my day [literally] loading the washing machine, unloading it, hanging up the laundry, folding existing laundry.. over and over again. talk about killing my brain cells.

not only that, with the amount of laundry that i did, i didn't have enough line space to hang it all, which is why i had the portable rack and mini clothesline outside as well.

it was a windy day.

the rack fell over. shit, right? i picked it up. it went and toppled itself over again. go die la you stupid rack!!

then the mini clothesline decides it doesnt wanna live without it's friend the stupid rack. so it falls over as well. bloody stupid la these things. why can't manufacturers make them more sturdy? quality so lousy who can use? employ engineers la!! don't be so cheap. customer satisfaction is most important you know.

wow, my asian-ness emerges when i'm unhappy. it emerges when i'm happy too. actually, it's always there.

and as if it's not bad enough that i have to constantly be a mother to the stupid clothes... it starts raining. and me being me, i don't realize it. suddenly, sam goes "KIM, IT'S RAINING" and i scream. so frustrating man. and while i'm running outside to save my laundry, all i can think is "WHY IS SAM STILL STANDING THERE DOING NOTHING?"

oh well.. i can barely move in the living room because of all the clothes there now.. they were more dry when i first put them out -_-... and i have a bit of a headache from getting soaked in the rain.

the things i do for the laundry.. and this is how i get repaid.. sigh~ [waiseh, so dramatic]

God's sense of humour is... mysterious indeed.