This The Season To Be Sulking~

Welcome to Micky and Mandy's room. Messy isn't it? I super hate it A LOT! I mean seriously, I hate it. I only went into the room to sleep or to take clothes for a shower that's all, and every time I enter the room I am bound to step on something. Anything sharp or not, I just stepped on it especially at night in the dark.

Now people, how many branded bags can you spot in that corner of my room near the door. But I can say, lots of plastic bags and papers. Wonder how they survive in this mess. When I said they, it literally meant my sister and her irritating boyfriend.

Grr . .
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Now let's move to another corner. Now what can you see? I saw a Timberland bag. And many rubbish under it. Ready for the other corner?

Heaps of clothes in that container. Now I am wondering how many bras, underwears, boxers, brief and clothes are there. And how many weeks of clothes that has yet to be washed are there. Now I am thinking, in future when they have their own house, it would be in this manner. Who would want to visit? I mean like seriously, hygiene please!

No wonder sometimes I smelled a pungent smell. Eekk . . .

I will forbid my house to be like that. Honey, you hear that? Your bras, your undies clothes and whatever, all must be put in the laundry basket before washing. Grr . . .

After all the Christmas shopping they had from Watson, to whatever shop, the plastic bags are laid there in another corner of the room. You tell me, how can a normal person live in such place? OK, except me since I'm already used to their mess since the age of 16. Irritating.

Last but not least, the table. See, they can just throw their things anywhere!

If you ask me what I dislike about them, ask the wife. She knows better, plus she dislike them too. Lalalala . . .