i don't care what you say. Just cause your my daddy doesnt mean you get it your way
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I think that I do my fair share around the house ever since my parents decided to take away my one and only companion. MY MAID. I mean, growing up having a maid around to wash my plates after I eat and to clean up after my mess was just great. Though I often took advantage of her being there but then again, she's getting paid for a reason. But then, only now I realize how crap everything is when you gotta do it by yourself. I mean, yeah, i guess I'm sorta used to it by now since it's been months but at times, I miss having a maid around. Now, I do most of the mopping and sweeping (even though sometimes I cheat by just mopping and sweeping the places my mum steps :p) and drying and taking in the clothes and folding it and blablablabla..

Like just about 20 minutes ago for an example. My mum told me to take the towels up for her to dry but since it wasn't done yet, she told me she wanted to head to bed and asked me to dry it instead. So fine, I did. And when i reached up stairs, I noticed that the outside light wasn't working. So I proceeded to asking my father to dry the towels cause I was scared to be outside alone in the dark with my creepy looking dog starring at me. BUT NO, he was all like *you dry la.. the dogs there , i'm here* But i refused.

I'm supposed to be sleeping now. But I refuse to do that too. In fact, I feel like baking.