Saturday, June 6, 2009

A work filled day~

On the day of Ashy's birthday, I was stuck helping my dad downtown. He needed me to mow the backyard lawn. But this was no regular lawn. It was a lawn filled with 4 foot weeds. Standing in the field of grass felt as if i had shrunk... a lot. Normally, using a regular chainsaw would take about 15 minutes to complete the job. But since my dad chose to be cheap he gave me a mini chainsaw that took me a great ordeal of time. The only comparison I could make that could vividly describe what it felt like was that it was like scrubbing your bathroom floor with a toothbrush. It can be done, but sure takes a whole lot of work.


That had not been the first time I helped my dad out with his second house. He had gotten me to dig out 4 feet of soil and then fill it with sand and tiling before too. Making the stone stairway in the front yard took three people, me being one of them, a good three days, 15 hours for the first two days and 10 for the last one. It will be an experience I'll never forget. That is the origin of how I paid for my iTouch. This was over the Summer last year and I remembered it to be boiling hot. My dad wouldn't rent a wheel barrel so all the dirt and stone I had to carry in buckets. My mom tried to help out too since she had seen how warn out I was, but was unable to pick the bucket up let alone bring it to the backyard to dump on top of the grass.


We also recently renovated the front yard of my own house as well. Sinking in a good $9000 during an economic crisis to rid my front yard of all living organisms.... I will miss my tree a lot. Apparently they believe it looks better but I do not care much for lamps and tiling. After all, I'm just a kid... I have no say in such matters. Today I learned that no matter how unappreciative parents are to their kids, one must still obey them and help them in their times of need, for they will reward you with an iPod Touch.


Currently listening to: Taylor Swift - You Belong With Me

down to earth~

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