Okay la, I know I plagiarised the stupid title from Mediacorp =(

WARNING: It's a very boring post. Skip if you must.

Anyway, I was (and always am) a helpful person! Yesterday, I helped my mum with the spring cleaning. I was in charged of wiping the doors and the picture frames. From my daily observations, I always thought that the doors and picture frames were clean. Not until I took the bloody cloth and wipe those antique dust magnets.

I mopped the floor too! Being a very spoilt child (not that I am proud of actually), I seldom help out with the chores. Mopping is actually quite fun too! It's like, you must think of strategies to help make your mopping efficient. For example, you must remember the areas you've mopped already so that you won't re-mop the place again. I don't know why I'm making the whole mopping thing sound like a war.

Anyway, today I went to Giant. They were selling those Emperor Tangerines. The small ones that are quite sweet. My brother and I were happily crowding around the trays like those kiasu aunties and grabbing the tangerines as the Giant staff unload the new ones. As I was picking halfway, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked around, expecting to see my mum, but instead I saw a toddler who was being carried by his dad (explains the ability to reach my shoulders). He was quite cute, so we're like smiling at him until we saw him place his fingers into his mouth.

For those who have slower comprehension abilities and do not understand the point I am trying to deliver, let me explain. Erm, it means he used his saliva-stained fingers to tap on (not wipe on, please!) my shirt.

After dinner at my Grandma's house, went to Jalan Kayu to get the potted Four Seasons Lime. $25 for two. Carried it back to the car while the leaves tickled me. I was being paranoid the whole time and kept feeling that some worm was crawling on me. It still feels itchy now, for some psychological reason.

I've risked my sanity for these! Hopefully it gives me and my family good fortune!