I've effectively turned into this big fat of slob over the long holidays, well, not necessarily big fat but definitely a slob. Whatnot, just look at me! In this one month and twenty-three days of immense boredom, I've been utterly useless, out of job, a little bit too spendthrift and most of the time, a couch potato.

Not so attractive if this were to be included in my résumé, I know.

Oh well, it can't be helped and I'm obviously too late to complain about my luck.

At least I'm learning the ways of being a housewife although I'm still too young and it's a far-fetched dream. But hey, it's never too young to start learning, right? So, Mama have been drilling some simple recipes into my head and the only thing I'm supposed to do now is perfect it. Not as easy as I thought. The first few tries of certain dishes have always turned up either too diluted or too spicy but Mama says she can see some improvements. Whoop! Whoop!

Some people got the guts to say I don't do housework just because my hands are smooth. Never mind that, because I shall see those comments as compliments since these people obviously can't take care of their hands.

Grocery shopping, cooking, vacuuming, sweeping the floor, cleaning the toilet, changing bedspreads, dusting, laundry... Hmmmm... What other housework have I not done before?

Wait, hold on a sec. The more I say about this, the more I see myself going through a maid course instead of learning the ways of being a housewife. What the frigging hell!

Alright. Enough ranting.

I've got a meeting to go to tomorrow.

In school.

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