it's day x of life-without-maid at grandma's place...
i remember that day when i know the maid is leaving... i was amazed and secretly doubted how well timed it was. just before and then intersecting with my mid sem break... coincidence?

i remember how i escaped from home that day the maid left. i hid in the comp lab right after lect... and was commented how unusual it was that i was in sch aft sch, and even more unusually in the comp lab. i tried to pretend that well it's year 3 and so things change, the comp lab is my second home. but nopes, i was just trying to delay my returning home. and delay i did, even went to science for dinner.

day 1 without maid was damn scary, but i returned home to see that dinner has been prepared by my hell of a superwoman auntie. she has taken off for the week and next, and even cancelled off all her courses and trainings because there were problems with the maid that was supposed to come on day 1 without maid - she failed her english test. MOM says all peoples in this urbanized city must be sufficiently equipped with the english language (to understand road signs and fines). anw, the sacrifices she make just makes me feel guilty.

the next day i woke up, she was already done washing clothes. she says i can just do the ironing.
washing dishes.

den i got promoted to "xiao chu shi" and got to fry vegetables (which was yummy.)
and heat up some leftover fish from the night before.

first day of mid sem break, i was at home. doing engine prof research, and waiting for grandma to wake up all the way until my auntie returned from MOM. i admit i gave up waiting halfway and went ahead with having lunch first at 3ish. she woke up twice to pee, but both times i failed to coax her to wash up and have lunch. boos. all i could do was to clear her urine (trust me, it was not enjoyable.) my auntie returned, and got her to wake up. geez, big lesson there - making an elderly smile a real smile.

this morning, i was privileged to be tasked the honour of buying breakfast for the family. ahh, i got to return to that well missed heartland mall hawker centre, got that full rounded egg tart, bird nest drink (and i can't help but exclaim that lady never ages - and i told her that, and she smiled =p) and i realised there's no roti prata at this hawker centre. whywhywhy. :/

and we managed to hoax my grandma out in the afternoon to catch ratatouille *yipees* we told her is called "lao shu chu shi" cos we have no better names, turned out it's "liao li chu shi". my auntie says we shud have learnt our vocab better. my grandma was fascinated by an arcade next to the box office. haha. she had time to be fascinated cos we reached 1 hour before the show because my auntie is very kiasu.

so there, all this is expected to end tmr. i'm gonna miss this life.
sitting there and hearing that my root problem is that i'm afraid of loneliness. it's scary how i had no defense for that shot. ouch*