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

Maid's coming home in 4 more days!!!!!

 :D 

Life without maid, 3 days in a row.

Yeps, it has been three days in a row already, spoilt brat has learnt how to open her own door, wash her own clothes and pick after her own bed.

Life had been more busy, but not hectic yet I would say.

Maybe I haven't reached the stage where tired school day meets tons of unfinished housework.

But I just seriously think that doing household chores are really not as easy as they might seem to be.Mopping the floors of the entire house can already get me sweating like a pig.

Or maybe, I am really not as fit as my age seemingly should be.

Super unhealthy and unfit.

The food that I am eating is also kinda getting a little unhealthy.

Dinner for day1, Instant noodles directly from pot, cause lazy to wash my own plate.

Lunch for day2 (home alone, lazy to cook or go out) MacDelievery :)

Life is seemingly good this few days and I am still surviving despite of all the backaches and muscle cramps from house work. :/

Let's just hope that I adapt earlier than I should and can get over the fact that I am on my own for now. This is what I have to go through.

PS: I am typing this post in the midst of the Biochem meeting1 because our Faci simply is not talking and sitting there. Waiting for us to start while, we are waiting for her to start.

How contradicting.

Call for help! :O

Maid went home this morning.

Spoilt brat will have to learn to open my own door, buy my own food, mop my own floor and wash my own clothes.

May God bless me to survive this fifty days.