Hate Sunday

Sunday, my housechores day... Hate it, and yet it comes every week... Duno how am i going to live e rest of my life like tis...

Did all the chores while my sis goes to work and my mum slackin ard, and i am damn tired... I am too sian to cook dinner too... I guess i'll cook later in the night, dun really feel like eating now also...

But 1st i got to bath and groom my son...

Arrghh, when will it ever end...

Also, every sunday, my face will itch like mad, and turn into a lobster, coz i am allergic to dust... Urrghh, so itchy!!!!! Cant help but scratch!!!

On top of tt, i dun feel well...

Nevermind, at least i haf clean though not fresh sheets to sleep on, and lesser fur to breathe in tonight...