Therapuetic Cleaning
Today is National Day.....yippee....Happy Birthday Singapore!! I remember wishing people a happy national day in my JC Econ's tutorial and making everyone laugh. So during this national holiday, I decided to embark on a meaningful activity: cleaning
Cleaning my room is therapuetic to me. There's a strange sort of satisfaction as you watch the dirt and grime come off under your persistent labor. After hours of hard work, you'll take pride in the fact that the room is sparkling clean and everything is neatly placed because of your toil and labor.
Of course, my room is quite messy usually. It takes effort and time to put everything back in order, throw away things unwanted, and arrange everything nicely. I tried to make my living habitat a more hospitable one.......alas laziness got better of me and I simply throw my notes, books and receipts everywhere. And as time goes by, I slowly got used to the environment. Some part of me realise that it's really unhealthy to be inhaling so much dust, given the sheer amount of time I spent eating, drinking, surfing net and sleeping in my cozy cave. But most part of me simply tried to steer away from that awful realisation.
However, such a grim situation cannot be endured for long. Therefore, I decided to use today, this wonderful public holiday, to clean and scrub clean all the dirt and dusts (and hair....gosh why I drop so much hair....sobsob). It's therapuetic because it's as if I'm cleaning away the months and days of laziness, sloppiness and erm....untidyness.......(I know they all mean the same thing...I'm trying to be impressive here by using big words okay....don't stop me....shoo shoo). And by cleaning, I can pretend for a moment, that I'm cleaning away these flaws.....hahaha
That doesn't mean I'm going to start cleaning consistently.....or I'm going to start doing household chores.....(I might, but not today). But I acknowledge the usefulness of cleaning...and really, if you ever feel down one day, try cleaning your room (if it's in a similar state like mine). There's nothing like a little hard labor to refresh your mind and gives you a new perspective.
Cleaning my room is therapuetic to me. There's a strange sort of satisfaction as you watch the dirt and grime come off under your persistent labor. After hours of hard work, you'll take pride in the fact that the room is sparkling clean and everything is neatly placed because of your toil and labor.
Of course, my room is quite messy usually. It takes effort and time to put everything back in order, throw away things unwanted, and arrange everything nicely. I tried to make my living habitat a more hospitable one.......alas laziness got better of me and I simply throw my notes, books and receipts everywhere. And as time goes by, I slowly got used to the environment. Some part of me realise that it's really unhealthy to be inhaling so much dust, given the sheer amount of time I spent eating, drinking, surfing net and sleeping in my cozy cave. But most part of me simply tried to steer away from that awful realisation.
However, such a grim situation cannot be endured for long. Therefore, I decided to use today, this wonderful public holiday, to clean and scrub clean all the dirt and dusts (and hair....gosh why I drop so much hair....sobsob). It's therapuetic because it's as if I'm cleaning away the months and days of laziness, sloppiness and erm....untidyness.......(I know they all mean the same thing...I'm trying to be impressive here by using big words okay....don't stop me....shoo shoo). And by cleaning, I can pretend for a moment, that I'm cleaning away these flaws.....hahaha
That doesn't mean I'm going to start cleaning consistently.....or I'm going to start doing household chores.....(I might, but not today). But I acknowledge the usefulness of cleaning...and really, if you ever feel down one day, try cleaning your room (if it's in a similar state like mine). There's nothing like a little hard labor to refresh your mind and gives you a new perspective.
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