[::..Pretty in PINK!..::]
THE DANGERS OF LIVING ALONE!
Subhannallah.....
Everything that i washed turned into PINK. Last weekend, I decided to wash my fuchsia pink lazy tudung in the washer with everything that is white. WAIT! Don't call me silly yet! I did that only because i did a pre-wash test in the sink to see if the Pink colour runs from the tudung! It didn't. So, very confidently, I chucked everything light and white together with it. After an hour and a half of washing, i was so horrified that all my whites are now a soft hue of pink. And i thought to myself, how bad can this be. At least it is over. Next wash should be fine.
See, i never listened to my mother when i was still living with her. Never helped her with the washing, or the household chores, because, she always told me that my most important thing to do right now (then) is to study. So, i happily agreed! Yes, I'm basically banned from household chores by my mum in the nicest way possible. So, years later, i hopped on a one way ticket to London, excited as i was to have lots and lots of freedom....only to find that now....I have to do everything myself.
Whizz down memory lane 2 years later....here i am, doing another load of washing today. I was washing my 2 pairs of manky bedroom slippers, my towel and other non-important whites....and guess what? Even after a week, the pink dye is still in my washer! Everything....my bedroom slippers from Marriott Hotel is now Pink. My white fluffy towel is Pink....aaarrrggghhhh! How can it be? It was one week ago...My pink washing was one week ago. Why is it still Pink?
So, i rummaged through my kitchen cabinets to look for my Washing Machine Manual. It said, "After doing colour washing, the dye might still be in the ???? (can't remember the word!)! Therefore, before doing any other washing, do a rinse spin without any load to wash off any excess remaining dye!" WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTT???????? Why didn't you say so earlier Zanusi? Zanusi is the brand of my washing machine! Duh...
Mummy, wished i learnt all the life skills from you before. If I have a daughter, she will be in the kitchen peeling onions at the tender age of 3! So, by 7, she can be a pro-chef! Sigh....
So today, my house smells of Udang Kering goreng, has a pink hue and....full of fallen hairs which reminds me, i really need to hover the flat. I am still thinking these days...why do we have dust? Why must it exist? Coz it is freaking me out! Dust everywhere. Even one hour after you mop and hover....it settles again. Dust.....
I cooked beef porridge today coz i have a spare piece of beef. Made porridge with it, then friend thin slices of marinated ones, then fried dried shrimps, then made beef kailan with the same beef....so, beef...you made my day. Thank you Allah for allowing us Muslims to eat beef. Can't imagine life without beef. Thank you Allah for putting food on the table. Thank you....I'm fat now! But I'm happy. What is life without eating your favourite food? Imagine dying and not even eating the food you want. What a tragic life.
I'm airing my flat now with my little Goodaire...smells or mint, lavender and dunno what else....emmm...so relaxing, and so nice! Back to my books!
My spelling sucks eversince I came to England. So much for being in England and speaking proper English. The whole English thing....it is NOT WORKING on me!
Mis Demeanour....
-Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but your words, they break my soul.
Subhannallah.....
Everything that i washed turned into PINK. Last weekend, I decided to wash my fuchsia pink lazy tudung in the washer with everything that is white. WAIT! Don't call me silly yet! I did that only because i did a pre-wash test in the sink to see if the Pink colour runs from the tudung! It didn't. So, very confidently, I chucked everything light and white together with it. After an hour and a half of washing, i was so horrified that all my whites are now a soft hue of pink. And i thought to myself, how bad can this be. At least it is over. Next wash should be fine.
See, i never listened to my mother when i was still living with her. Never helped her with the washing, or the household chores, because, she always told me that my most important thing to do right now (then) is to study. So, i happily agreed! Yes, I'm basically banned from household chores by my mum in the nicest way possible. So, years later, i hopped on a one way ticket to London, excited as i was to have lots and lots of freedom....only to find that now....I have to do everything myself.
Whizz down memory lane 2 years later....here i am, doing another load of washing today. I was washing my 2 pairs of manky bedroom slippers, my towel and other non-important whites....and guess what? Even after a week, the pink dye is still in my washer! Everything....my bedroom slippers from Marriott Hotel is now Pink. My white fluffy towel is Pink....aaarrrggghhhh! How can it be? It was one week ago...My pink washing was one week ago. Why is it still Pink?
So, i rummaged through my kitchen cabinets to look for my Washing Machine Manual. It said, "After doing colour washing, the dye might still be in the ???? (can't remember the word!)! Therefore, before doing any other washing, do a rinse spin without any load to wash off any excess remaining dye!" WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTT???????? Why didn't you say so earlier Zanusi? Zanusi is the brand of my washing machine! Duh...
Mummy, wished i learnt all the life skills from you before. If I have a daughter, she will be in the kitchen peeling onions at the tender age of 3! So, by 7, she can be a pro-chef! Sigh....
So today, my house smells of Udang Kering goreng, has a pink hue and....full of fallen hairs which reminds me, i really need to hover the flat. I am still thinking these days...why do we have dust? Why must it exist? Coz it is freaking me out! Dust everywhere. Even one hour after you mop and hover....it settles again. Dust.....
I cooked beef porridge today coz i have a spare piece of beef. Made porridge with it, then friend thin slices of marinated ones, then fried dried shrimps, then made beef kailan with the same beef....so, beef...you made my day. Thank you Allah for allowing us Muslims to eat beef. Can't imagine life without beef. Thank you Allah for putting food on the table. Thank you....I'm fat now! But I'm happy. What is life without eating your favourite food? Imagine dying and not even eating the food you want. What a tragic life.
I'm airing my flat now with my little Goodaire...smells or mint, lavender and dunno what else....emmm...so relaxing, and so nice! Back to my books!
My spelling sucks eversince I came to England. So much for being in England and speaking proper English. The whole English thing....it is NOT WORKING on me!
Mis Demeanour....
-Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but your words, they break my soul.
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