Day 32 - Life with Maid.

Yes. I have officially survived life without maid for a month.
Should say that I have already got used to the fact that I no longer have another person in my house whose sole purpose of being there is just to get the house clean and so as to make me feel like I am the best spoilt brat in the entire Earth.

But I have indeed survived without her. For 32 days!! :D HURRAYYYYYYYY.

In this duration before my last post about maid, I got to learn to buy my own food.
This post should be an upgrade I should say. Through these days, I learn to cook my own food.

I don't know what I should say about my culinary skills. I seriously think the things that I learnt in F&N have just gone into the drain because my life have always been that good that I don't have to lay a finger to get food in my tummy. It's always just a call away. (Sounds like delivery, but that call is to my maid. HARIIIIIIII is what you will always hear when she's still around. :P Now that makes her sounds like she's dead. OKAY CAN.)

Since not having to lift a finger, having to cook again is just like cooking blindfolded which end up with lousy food that's always overcooked. -.- Hope I can find back that sense of culinary so that my food won't be that bad. Seriously, since the food that I am cooking nowadays are still can food as compared to how I am cooking in the past? Still a long long long way. HAHA.

Though to be honest, it looks quite nice from the picture. I am proud of that :D 

Magic of instagram, even shit looks nicer with all the filter :P 

Hmmmm, life is getting random everyday.

Day 10; Life without Maid

10 days without maid. 10 days already. Time seemed to fly past slow now, since I dread every part that I no longer have a maid at home to take care of the chores at home and I have to be the one doing the chore.

Then again, in an blink of an eye, it has been 10 days.

I guess it is pretty obvious that I dread the fact that I no longer am entitled to be in the spoilt brat category from the fact that I now use the duration of time I am without a maid. Having to learn life lessons and getting to think about things that seemed so much simpler in the past.

Today's no different. Having to fall sick on a weekend, and best, to be home alone sick.

Sure, being home alone is definitely awesome, the only part I love ever since my maid left. Peace and tranquility of being alone? BEST (Y).

But the part where having to take care of the house, do the household chores even though you're sick and almost dying just sucks big time and of course, from that statement above, yes. I did screw my day up just sleeping and of course messing up my house, not most of the housework and since I am too lazy to go buy food for myself, and end up cooking shit for myself.

BEST PART OF ALL THIS? I STILL HAVE TO FREAKING CLEAN UP. _|_

God, today's experience really made me think, if. I mean if. I really will to struggle through and make my way to Monash, will I even be able to take care of myself? I don't think so.

Hell man, I am learning something new, almost everyday without maid. Getting to know how lucky and spoilt I am all these years. Even though I well admitted it long time ago.

Really hope I recover soon. There's just too many things waiting for me to be done. Now's really not the time to collapse. OMG.

Day 7; Life without Maid.

Lesson learnt today? Please don't be lazy to be decently dressed, even if. You're just intending to go taobao some food DOWNSTAIRS.

Yes, especially if you're a spoilt brat like I am. *nods*

For all you know, all the stores downstairs aren't open or preparing to open and end up like me, walking around a mad auntie with auntie-ish pajamas and totally unkept hair walking the whole stretch of market with people looking at you like WHAT?! 

OKAY CAN. TOTALLY UNWANTED.

I mean seriously, not knowing your environment well enough will just lead you to this situation. I mean, really.
All the humiliation, just for a meal of breakfast. *sigh*

Even got physically "scanned" by the auntie when I went to get it.

But I guess, with my auntie-ish outfit, I passed without getting any asked for any identifications. :) 

OKAY CAN. *Roll eyes*

Day 6; Life without Maid.

(Yes, am finally able to post pictures in HD :) You don't know how happy I am.)

Life, without maid. Six days in a blink of an eye. 

I SURVIVED SIX FUCKING DAYS!! 

Got to finish work; RJ, quiz, evaluation early today. 

Usually, at those special days like this, I would be chilling out with my anime, novels or having an early bedtime, but guess what? 

I have yet to rest. Thanks to the evilness of housework.

The thing about housework isn't how much you need to do. Seriously.

It's the amount of times you need to do. 

All may be seemed done and completed today with big sense of self achievement, for all you know, process starts all over again. -.-

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Wash clothes, vaccum, mop floor, wash pots, cups, pans, rice, cook rice, eat, sleep. Wake up. 

Tsk. Give me a break.

I want my spoilt brat life back.

Then again. Maybe not. It's time for a change.

Day1 - Life without MAID.

Yes, the spoilt brat is once again faced with this dilemma. SURVIVING WITHOUT MAID. 

Somewhat, some shit happened somewhere, and I am stuck with this stupid shit. 

*sigh* is all I can do. 

Oh. Not forgetting. "Hello, household chores, we meet again." 

But wait. I am happy to say, I survived today, *WAIT FOR IT* 

I SURVIVED THE DAY, DOING MOST OF THE HOUSE'S HOUSEHOLD CHORES! 

YES, I DID. 

VACCUMING, MOPPING, WASHING TOILET, CLOTHES, EVEN COOKING. 

I FUCKING DID IT. 

Hence explains why I am still awake at this freaking hour, doing my report. :) 

I should be sleeping, but I am childishly, wasting my sleep boasting about my cheap prideful thrill. :{ 

GUSTA. ME LIKEA ~

PS: ONLY COMPLAIN. I AM NOT THAT FIT, AND I AM HAVING LACTIC ACID BUILD UP IN MY MUSCLES LIKE I JUST SWIM A MILLION MILES ACROSS THE SEA. 

ALTHOUGH I DO YOU, DEAR HOUSEHOLD CHORES, BUT SERIOUSLY. 

I HATE YOU. 

PS/S: I must be mad, the after troll of report writing :P

So much things, but so little time!

Today, on a whole is simply just annoying. Like seriously annoying.

More annoying then your friend Annoying orange. :P

What's worst to come add to the load is the many many things that I have to do during the weekend. Whatever.

Yes, when you am in poly, weekends are just days that are not marked in your timetable to go to school. But still have piles of things waiting for me.

Checklist! /(' M ')\

1. RJ. My neverending dearest RJ.

It's always there. 4days in a row, always hunting me.

2. IG banner/poster

Have been dragging it. My fault. So no one to blame.

3. Cropping and editing the pictures for welcome tea.

+sending it to them to check it out.

4. Chunk of immunology notes

5. UT revision on Biochemistry :O !!!

6. Press on! Because I can do it!

Something that I have no confident in. But for the sake of my future and well-being. I will press on, even though life is seriously being a piece of shit.

One that's so much bigger during Os' or poly year1.

7. Find back my peace.

Ever since the holidays, I can't seemed to get peace that I want.

Just away from everything in the world. The internet, friends. Everything.

I wished that magical feeling when I am reading, drama-ing or drawing will just come back.

Come back soon okay, Mommy misses you a lot.

Kays, I think I better catch some sleep. I am preventing my eyes from closing while composing this post, feels like I am on drugs or something. HAHA.