(i remember you always like purple)

alright, my maid will be returning back to sri lanka in about a days plus.
she'll be departing on thursday.
while we were recording a video for her,
i nearly cried, my eyes were getting watery.
im just gonna miss my maid so much.
whats life gonna be like without her?!
i've yet to really experience it.
although she have gone back for short holidays in the past,
but those were only temporary times.
whats gonna happen when she is really gone?!
i will have to sleep alone,
iron the clothes,
make my bed,
vacume the floor,
mop the floor,
pack my clothes,
remember to feed my hamsters,
catch/find them when they go missing,
cook for me when im busy,
wash the dishes,
prepare breakfast for me,
fetch me from the bus stop when its raining,
throw things down from the window when i forget something,
companion when im at home,
the list just goes on and on.
im really gonna miss her badly,
even more then i miss my bf when he is away.
maybe i'll just need some time to get used to it.
i guess she'll never see this,
cause she doesnt know i have a blog,
there were times i was really mad at her,
for being so irritating and reporting everything to my mom,
but the good times were more memorable.
i remember the very first moment you came,
i went to hide on my brother's bed,
you fed me milk with my bottle when i was young,
when i went to primary school,
you fetch me home from school daily.
you took me out on some evenings to meet your friends,
and i made friends too,
if not i wouldnt have made any neighbourhood friends.
you accompanied me when my siblings didnt care about me.
you played badminton with me,
you went cycling with me,
you brought me to the wet market and thought me how to buy groceries,
those were the things my mom would have never been able to teach me,
and i cant learn them from textbooks.
you took the trouble to erase the answers from my siblings assesment books,
so i could do them.
you make sure that i will have my mails when im busy studying for my exams,
you will walk to the hawker to buy food for me when im lazy.
when i went on to secondary school,
you begin to teach me how to cook.
when i wake up at 5.30AM to go to school,
you woke up even earlier to prepare breakfast for me,
even when i fussy,
you remembered what i like and what i dislike.
and sometimes i teach you english,
and you teach me singhalese.
and from friday onwards,
alll the memories of you,
will be left in my mind,
and i will always remember,
i feel so gay to cry,
but i keep crying when i think of her.
oh well,
but she is going back to get married,
so i should be happy for her.
she will be living in india next time,
cause her husband is from india.
i miss you, aunty.