the girl with the pink shoes

The hardest part of living alone is when you are sick. You don’t have enough energy to stand up, let alone prepare your own food and wash the utensils and cookwares that you used in preparing your own food. The problem with me is I don’t like delivery food when I’m sick – since that’s the time when I should really be having a decent nourishment. My Mom tells me to eat fruits and veggies. But then again, how am I supposed to do that? Going to the supermarket alone would zap out my energy because the moment I step out of the compound, it’s all dust and other elements. Im just too weak to deal with that. Funny thing is, ever since I graduated college and started living on my own, my Mom always said it’s good to have a househelper. And of course, the silly girl that I was, that I am (trying to prove my independence) never agreed to that. But now, almost 5 or 6 years or so, I feel like I have already proven what I need to prove to myself, and now Im ready to have a househelper. hahaa. it’s just unfortunate that the size of my place and my schedule really cannot allow that. Oh well.

yey! my first post! i’ve always wanted to be a blogger but i never had the time. or always had excuses. Too sad. to busy, TOO much of everything. And then there’s the filtering system – having second thoughts whether to disclose or not. Enough already! Better to just go with the flow and forget about it. And also, I’m in a stage where I really, really, REALLY need a diversion.
i can’t wait for my other posts