Never will I clean a house again...
After so many hours, the only result that's obvious and worth being happy about. The windows... they're so clear. The first time I cleaned the windows after 10 years. It's actually the first time I clean the whole house after 10 years. I'm very happy with the windows but the rest of the house is worse than before. I hope I can really finish it by tomorrow or latest by Wednesday. I'll never want to clean a house again. NEVER~!!! I have three more houses to clean after this. I might want to change my mind about cleaning those houses. One is more than enough. 
So far I've sold off 400kg of rubbish. The earning was spent on a new shoe rack, that makes 3 shoe racks altogether, a clothes cupboard for my precious who has already put up her clothes, a new stand fan for temporary use before I fix in another new air-conditioning system in the room then the whole house will be fully air-conditioned and I'll have a heart attack once a month looking at the electric bill as the tariff for electricity has increased and I'm already paying double than usual. I bought three pillows as well as I've cleared the room with the double-decker bed and I have so many mattresses and my precious, eldest and youngest are staying for the nite. They're helping me to clean up the mess.
I've decided NEVER to clean a house ever again. I'm not cut out to do such work. When I get another new house, everything will be Japanese style. Through this experience, the new house will have very few furniture. Sit on the floor on cushions, eat on the floor, sleep on the floor with mattresses without a bed frame. Everything will be done on the floor.
I have no idea what my skin was made of. Taking a shower seems like a big task to me now...
I'm not one who fancies a joke book. Never want to read them unless I have nothing better to do. But since I have a few minutes to spare, I reckoned that it won't do me any harm to flip a page or two of this Ah Beng clean jokes. I prefer thick novels. 
The first page that I turned to was a disaster. I was laughing so hard I thought my brain's gonna explode. That's really a piece of real joke that gives you a belly of a laughter. I can sit down alone, reading and laughing the whole place down. 
Of course there are some lame jokes, but all in all, they're really very good. One needs to understand Singapore Hokkien to grasp the full joke. I can't wait to grab hold of other volumes of 'An Ah Beng a day keeps the doctors away' by Ng Wah Lok. 
'The Shack'. It all happened in that shack one fateful day. A little girl was kidnapped and murdered. In all these ugly situations, one wondered where's God? Is God even there? That's how we always question God. Point our finger at God and said He never bother to lift up His finger to do anything, to stop the evil. 
It wasn't a sunny day but didn't matter much as we would either be in the car and then the car would be parked in the multi-level carpark and we would be in shopping malls thus, completely shielded from any strong winds or rain drops. Woke up and then lazed around watching a movie before leaving the house at exactly 12 noon to get the movie tickets from TGV and also to get some lunch into the growling stomach. Then went down south to fetch two queens, none from England though. 
We had at least more than 3 free hours to spend. Went to Parkson and saw a RM99.90 small water bottle, less than 1 litre I think. Looked at shoes and I like Skechers. Took mama to see the Coach bags. We were guessing at the prices and was very sure that if we ever bought anything from Coach, the price of the purse would be more than the money in the purse. So if anyone want to steal from us, I would suggest that the thief take the cash and give us the Coach purse or handbag back to us. Next, we were looking at gadgets. I want that Galaxy Tab. I want HTC Incredible S. I want that Samsung Regza LCD screen with a complete home theatre system that will make the house go ka-boom in the whole neighbourhood. 
What else to do in a shopping mall other than shopping or window shopping? EAT... we were hungry... ravenously hungry... we can eat a horse. Since they don't sell horses so we have to eat something decent. We were at 1st Avenue. Old Town was the best choice for food at that point of time. Couldn't think of anywhere better. And we could hardly crawl. We expected the food to come to us instead of us going to the food. 
Those were three very hungry people. We were like grabbing after the food. If we were barbarians we would have tear each other's meat. Munching away. Saw hands hovering around the food. A pair of heads tearing at those plain thick toast. The chicken meat was torned into pieces. Then more hands. You should have seen how busy our table was. Too many pairs of hands. 
Our main agenda was to wait until 5:30 p.m. to watch Thor. It was a great movie with all the CGI and at least the movie line was quite good except for the ending. Should have a better ending instead of a hanging one. After watching the at least 2-hour long movie, we headed to Times Square for more food from the Food Gallery. Been there once with Juju. Now bringing all of them who has never tasted the food there before. The food was...eeerrr... expensive but you can't compare to the price in restaurants. Of course quality wise, Food Gallery loses.
I was rather attracted to these two pink piglets. A big pig and a small pig. It was from the dim sum stall. The one from the restaurants tasted better. I did play with one of the piglets before I decided to swallow them. 
