I Wanna Be A Housewife In Hougang

mood: upset
music: you're beautiful - james blunt ("but we shared a moment that will last till the end")

ok...well, ok...so not hougang. i wanna be ahousewife in bukit gombak.

*sigh*...life is unfair. i get it. you can't be purrfect at everything. but i try.

i do. there are so many roles that we have to play. firstly, i'm a muslim. then i'm also a girl. then i'm also a malay...that's a deadly combi for you. most non-malay girls i know don't even cook or clean.

if you may just read on about one part of my life (well, technically it's my space, so i don't need your permission now do i?)...being from a dual income family, my siblings and i grew up pretty much on our own. we weren't exactly latchkey kids...but we did go home to an empty house and have to mind ourselves till past 7pm when the folks came home. yes...and that included cooking for ourselves, washing up after ourselves, ironing our uniforms and keping the house in some semblance of order. i remember a time when sister left something on the stove. i remember one time i short circuited the house when i poked a fork into the toaster. i remember brother being teased coz he went to school with an hot-iron scar on his cheek.

the things we went through. funny...it made us understand and appreciate the value of money. the worth of a hard day's work. the honour and integrity of beign honest. you want something, you work for it. but through it, we built trust...some of my friends commented recently that my parents are the most liberal parents they've ever met. they are ok with sleepovers and overseas trips. i'm ok to drive around till morning...they trust me, and in return i don't betray that trust.

so the point of this blog is that my folks raised me well. whatever flaws are my own doing. no matter how much i hate to clean i still do it coz it's expected of me. no matter how many times i burn the chicken or put too much salt or too little asam in the dish, i still do it, coz it's expected that i cook for awak and our family one day. no matter how tired or busy i am, i still have to be a good anak dara and keep up appearances. mother always did say "seberapa tinggi kau belajar pun, berapa kaya pun, kalau rumah tangga tak terurus, tak guna." (losely translated, "no matter how smart you are or how rich you will be, if you can't manage your household, it's no use").

what is a girl to do...