where am i supposed to live

2 weeks ago

"i want to paint the living room blue," my mother said.

"no no no it's too ugly."

"i don't care, blah blah... tired of looking at the same white walls for 10 years, blah blah..." she went.

"DON'T do it," i told her.


2 weeks later

the living room is blue and green, the hallway is blue-green-ish, the doors are light blue, there's paint splattered all over the parquet floor. the house smells of paint.

the green sofas are invisible now, blending into the walls. the painting is poorly done (my maid did most of it), doors can't close properly because the paint is too thick around the frame.

the whole place is a mess. and it looks like shit.


"the house looks like shit," i told my maid.

"what to do? your mother wanted to do it, so no choice loh."


sometimes my mother has to remember that she is not a designer, and that there are actually other people living in the house who MIGHT not like what she's doing.

now i've gotta look at the blue-green walls for the next 10 years.