A DIRTY EPISTLE

There are two people I would wish never read this post, One is my mum of which there is a 99% chance that she would not see it and that’s mainly because even if someone shows it to her, she is not really interested in stuff like this. Another person I would pray does not see this post is my partner, because she would definitely use this post to hunt me at every given chance. So yeah I admit that I am very scattered and disorganized especially with keeping my things in place. One time my partner said she wishes my physical environment could be like my digital environment. And this is because I am digitally organized. The major reason I am usually physically disorganized is because I am usually physically lazy. I invest most of my mental energy digitally so much that I am often physically exhausted. But then I would not say I am dirty because I have seen dirty people and I know the difference. I can be very disorganized in arranging and keeping things in order, but I can’t afford to be dirty. My body doesn’t even accept it and that is not because I have money, it’s just how my skin is.

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Money is never a criteria for me to be dirty, in fact, money is never a criteria for anyone to be dirty. I also think dirtiness is in levels. Compared to my mum and partner, I am very dirty, but compared to a lot of people I have stayed with, I am not dirty at all. One time a female friend of mine came to stay in my house for a period of time. She is someone who is always very free around me, but very very dirty. So dirty that whenever she cooks it’s always a mess. Although she’s a really good cook, but she’s a very dirty girl. I’ve lived with a lot of ladies to know it’s normal for them to always wash their undies after a day, but I was surprised when I did not see this girl wash anything after a week of staying with me, plus my house was always a mess. One time I decided that I was going to arrange it, because I could no longer bear the site of my house being dirty. WHen I started arranging it, I began to unfold a lot of things that almost made me throw up.

First were some of her undies in my box, I had to call her to ask what it was doing there and she said she ket it anyhow and had been looking for them. This was the first for me, I could not believe how in the world a lady would even keep such a private thing anyhow in a guys house who is not even your boyfriend. I don’t want to even talk about the horrible smell and disgusting look of the things I saw. I saw the height of it when I asked her to arrange her box and her used ad fell out of it. I had to leave the room and told her later that day to leave my house because I couldn’t just take it. The day I went to visit her at her family house in another state was when I realized why she was like that. Her mum is dirty, their house is a mess, and no one cares. When I think about it, I would have been like that too if not for my mum always complaining whenever I was disorganized and that led me to the level of cleanliness I portray today. As my mum would always say, money can not buy good habits, you can only learn it.

THIS IS MY RESPONSE TO HIVE LEARNER'S PROMPT FOR WEEK 176 EPISODE 1