The Renovation

This is an official day off! and I've been working quite a lot since dawn, cleaning up the house. We're having several renovations, re-paintings, fixing some leaking taps and broken faucets. It's been going on for half a month and everyone in the house is really wired, the house has been such a mess, and I haven't been quite helping since I'm rather busy lately  (sorry mom) But I officially declare that I won't be leaving the house for the rest of Ramadan for personal reasons.
it really is home time :) [except for Monday evening :p]
I've been hanging around in the house wearing this surgical mask as if I'm in the anatomy practicum room. *missed it soo much lol* But hey I need this protection from dust!! I am frustratingly allergic to dust!

Okay so what has happened around?
Frustration
Renovation = mess = dust, cement, sand etc. As I said I'm allergic to dust, super, hyper allergic towards dust! a single exposure of even a single part per million of this particle could make me blow seven greatest sneezes in the world. What makes it worse is the allies of sneezes that comes after: Stuffed, runny nose and watery eyes. Horribly devastating!! >.<

" After a dreadful beginning, and a weary process, there's always hope for a happy ending. "

My room turned purple
So what's with the choosing of purple?
it was really late one night in a hardware store, mom wants to buy some paint for the outer wall of our house, and she just offered us to paint our rooms too. I didn't want to take the offer since.. well.. what I want is just to finish the renovation asap, and I'm actually okay with my white room. But mom insisted to paint it, so I guess I just have to make the choice. Since I don't actually tempt to have my room painted, it took me hours to decide. I said red, but mom says it's too angry, i asked for blue, she says the kitchen's already blue, I picked brown, she says its an outdoor color >.< Okay I give up. It's all up to you, I don't have the least imagination of what color suits me, it's just a room, it's just a color. I then I left the paint counter feeling all the way confused, and took a walk around the store.
After a while of wandering around the store, I spotted a picture of a house painted purple and brown. I thought it looked good, a purple wall might suit the wooden furniture in my room. So I came back and picked a light purply color. My mom liked it, oh..I was unsure actually with purple, but huh, there's nothing else I can do. I cant take back my words. And at least it's something she said yes to. 

The word purple actually makes me feel silly. Reasons?
First. you know there are a great number of girls out there who just WORSHIPS this color. oh and I do think they are some of the silliest creatures on earth, no offense! Well I don't have the tiniest fascination towards a particular color, I think colors are just colors, they don't symbolize anything and i believe we should make our life colorful by not worshiping a single color. Such as:

" I'm a big fan of Manchester United and I'm all red, I wont even go for a swim in the pool cause the water looks blue under the sky and blue is the color I hate because Chelsea wears blue, so I'd probably swim if you drop some tomato ketchup into the pool until it looks red. "

I don't have a favorite color, even if i'm a fan of Chelsea, and even if I wear blue a lot, I put an Iron man theme on my Google chrome and it looks fiery and red and I like it. I don't want to be a color worshiper, especially purple. Really, these purple girls turn insane when they see the color and I just want to keep my sanity safe and sound. Now this is a true true story:

I had a chemistry teacher in high school, who is a purple lover girl ehm I mean woman, she's 50 something years old, and she.. okay, even when she's teaching she still responds to her senses of purple like when she saw my purple cell phone case.

" So students, the rate of a chemical reaction is affected by several fac... hey what a cute phone case, nice purple! "

(No it wasn't a sarcastic remark of seeing a student's cellphone in class. I wasn't using my phone in the class. It just sat on the desk doing nothing. I've always been a good girl :3 she knows)

Now what say you?

Second.
There is a myth, that purple is the color of widows. Blistering Barnacles!!! Now this is a contradiction towards the cutie purply girls I mentioned above. But this myth is really famous. Whenever somebody hears the word purple, their brain always associates it with the word widow. Being a widow is somehow seen as a negative thing around here idk .-.
But actually, the western society uhmm purple is known as a royal color *wow*, it is rare in nature, and in earlier times, hard to be extracted from nature.Thus only certain aristocrats could use this color for their attire. Well that relieves. By the way, fate is in The Almighty's hand, widow or not.

I never believed the power of colors, that color affects mood and emotion and such things, but I think I kinda realize it's true (well of course scientists out there have made researches. But this time I admit that I proved it myself). Purple is actually tranquilizing, they say, it is a balance of red and blue which are absolute contradictions. And honestly I do feel a lot calmer in this newly painted room. They say it lightens up our imagination too! I'm writing in room now, painted with a combination of light purple and white (plus checkered white-purple ceilings!! idk whose idea this was!!), and truly, ideas and words easily flow. This new room definitely brightens my mind up :) I like seeing this color :)

Have I turned into a person with a tone of light purple personality? With a combination of tranquility, balance and imagination?
I have never been someone like that, but I somehow wish to be.
We'll see.
Oh and one more thing: always listen to mom.