Pre-Valentine's vacation -- to a place where almost Urban Amish mates past time.
It's a no choice kind of situation. But fortunately, the green-faced days are over.
Having to greet the birds in the morning, it's definitely not a norm. Seeing students in a sardine packed like bus means I am reporting early, taking a bus where not more than 50% of the seats are taken means I got to pray hard that the RP doesn't find trouble with me. The first day back there wasn’t easy. The waking-up-early, putting on the greens, the long boot laces and the image I see in the mirror….brings back the feeling felt years ago.
A terrible sunburn caused me a disrupted sleep. The softest of touch make me cry like a baby, groan like a sissy. It was reddish and I could see microscopic red lines underneath my skin. i was thinking to myself, alittle longer in the sun, probably my flesh would be cooked. anyway, what i want to talk about is the annual spring cleaning my family conducts 2 weeks before cny.
Ever since my bro and i could start walking, we have been doing this. Cleaning starts from our own rooms, clearing of things that have not been touched for a year, old documents from don't-know-where, love letters from don't-know-who, old mags, aged newspaper cut-outs of sexy celebs, etc. next, we move to our living room, dining room, kitchen and balcony. Every piece of furniture would either be shifted into the rooms or lifted off the ground for the next process that is to commence is the flooding and splashing of water. Water is sprayed all over the area and every single tiles would be scrub to sparkling white.
Like the tsunami, after the flood comes the clearing of the water and the restoration process. Hate to say this, but this is the only time of the year that i thank goodness that our house is only a 5-room flat......
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