On days like these I especially thank the fates or whoever else is in charge of my craptacular life, for this amazing opportunity of cleaning toilets, mind you my own. and I can't think of what else I would or could have possibly be doing, had I not gone to a most prestigious school together with other elites, studied hard, had all my dreams in front of me so that one day I could come to America and be called a housewife, okay a mother, but one that knows to quote Latin, can identify a Monet from a Massenet, can advise you on political strategy. but no, I am busy cleaning toilets, hoping that one day I will have found my life there while I was cleaning. Ah, did I mention that I listen to opera or radio theatre while I am busy doing all this? culture is not only a bacteria in yogurt. but it comes in handy on days when I have to clean toilets. which I absolutely adore.
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