DAY ONE

I awakened to discover I had a stack of smelly and tedious clothes to clean. The bin loaded with my worn clothes smelled foul and could easily disgust someone. I arranged my reeking yet smooth clothing into two piles: dark colored clothing and light colored clothing. I had to ensure the clothing of the colors did not mix together. When I surmised that the washing machine finished washing both piles clothes, I suspended the clothes on the white metal clothing rack. Since I took care of that, I was obliged to wash my oily dandruff saturated hair. My mom came home around noon and heated up some side dishes, boiled some vegetables, and cooked the rice. As soon as she was done, she departed with her outgoing co-workers who invited her to eat. My brother and I consumed lunch and I had to wash the dishes. I proceeded the day by unwinding on my easily shaken wooden bunk bed. Making my way to the top of the bed, my morning endeavors resolved me to binge-watch various noteworthy films that I did not have any time to enjoy those interesting films during school days. Hours later, I was feeling famished and sauntered to the 5 blocks from my home CVS to get some snacks. I partitioned some of my crunchy and somewhat sticky snacks with my cousin and little brother when I got home. Upon entry, I saw my cousin occupied the piano chair and I heard his evocative and breathtaking music. When he played the song Fantasie Impromptu by Chopin, he articulated the necessary joyful romantic emotions by enhancing the song with his flamboyant movements. My mother then arrived home from socializing and shopping with her friendly and kind out co-workers. She brought home a lot of leftover food from their outing. I deduced it was a lot because it made me, my brother, and my cousin full. Lastly, I showered and prepared to stay up all night watching addicting films my hunger restricted me from earlier.