the ultimate nagger
so piu jeh nags, if you all dont know. like, a lot. more than mom, just maybe not so long-winded. she's quick, she's straight and when she plans to, she will NEVER let it go. it's as if she has it on a to-do list and she HAS to let it out of her system. she's nagged me on VARIOUS stuff. toilet, lights, door, walk, train, bus, time, writing, jobs, resume, jacket, breakfast, lunch, washing, cleaning, anything you can think of.
the other day, i had my candles lighted. and i went to ken's room for a while. and she had to, of alll times, step into my room to find, no doubt, the candle burning in the middle of the table (and to think that i put it IN THE MIDDLE OF MY TABLE to prevent her from nagging. 'ah mei ah. you cannot put the candle too near the wall. can stain' ' ah mei ah, you cannot put it too near the curtain, can burn.' ..the list goes on). okay. so she put it off. and she came over to nag me. home safety and all. i understand. i take a deep breath and exhaled slowly. either that or i go 'yes yes yes yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes i wont do it again' exasperatedly. or i just blank out. i mean, i KNOW what i do, wrong or not. and she assumes i dont. so.
i dont HATE it. ive come to accept that as her styllleee. personality. character. whatever. i laugh about it. but thats about it.
but get this. almost everything that she 'catches' me at, i have managed to find that she does it as well, either before or after or DURING. haha. which leads to.. there was once when i was putting my dinner plates into the sink, and she came and said 'ah mei ah. sometimes, it doesnt hurt to wash your own stuff, you know.' something like that. i do wash. sometimes. then guess what - i peered down into the sink, and there lay her lunch container that she brought to work and so conveniently dumped it inside the sink before conveniently nagging me. conveniently. hahah. so i said, 'okay. so should i wash your stuff too?' ' oh, that's alright.' theres a lot more funny stuff like that la. but better not talk too much. just in case she decides to merajuk over this.
anyways. that day, i went out to find three of her candles burning in broad daylight on the table. and she was out! i gasped. what great opportunity! i couldnt resist, i couldnt. it was just too good.
so..

the other day, i had my candles lighted. and i went to ken's room for a while. and she had to, of alll times, step into my room to find, no doubt, the candle burning in the middle of the table (and to think that i put it IN THE MIDDLE OF MY TABLE to prevent her from nagging. 'ah mei ah. you cannot put the candle too near the wall. can stain' ' ah mei ah, you cannot put it too near the curtain, can burn.' ..the list goes on). okay. so she put it off. and she came over to nag me. home safety and all. i understand. i take a deep breath and exhaled slowly. either that or i go 'yes yes yes yesyesyesyesyesyesyesyes i wont do it again' exasperatedly. or i just blank out. i mean, i KNOW what i do, wrong or not. and she assumes i dont. so.
i dont HATE it. ive come to accept that as her styllleee. personality. character. whatever. i laugh about it. but thats about it.
but get this. almost everything that she 'catches' me at, i have managed to find that she does it as well, either before or after or DURING. haha. which leads to.. there was once when i was putting my dinner plates into the sink, and she came and said 'ah mei ah. sometimes, it doesnt hurt to wash your own stuff, you know.' something like that. i do wash. sometimes. then guess what - i peered down into the sink, and there lay her lunch container that she brought to work and so conveniently dumped it inside the sink before conveniently nagging me. conveniently. hahah. so i said, 'okay. so should i wash your stuff too?' '
anyways. that day, i went out to find three of her candles burning in broad daylight on the table. and she was out! i gasped. what great opportunity! i couldnt resist, i couldnt. it was just too good.
so..

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