It's Saturday evening and I'm on the couch with Vagabond playing on the tv. I have spring rolls in the oven to be eaten with the sambal Aisyah made a batch of before she left. I'm deciding whether to steam some buns but I think I've over eaten during lunch.
Aisyah's gone home and Laura's moved to her mum's. There were a lot of boxes around the house for a while; it was clear that people were moving out. There are actually still a lot of boxes in the house waiting to be shipped to Malaysia just that the shipping company hasn't texted to come yet.
It had been a while since I had a roommate before Aisyah moved in. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be just that there were a lot of things in the room. We had to buy a bedside table and a clothing rack just to keep everything neat. While she was around, the house was sparkling clean because she vacuumed and polished the whole house nearly every day! In addition to that, the plants in the bedroom were kept alive which had always been difficult for me. Lunch would also be ready when I got home for lunch be it what we cooked the night before or something she's made in the morning.
In the past few months, I've had extremely good food. Think about super difficult dishes like eid food, nasi lemak, nasi tomato, nasi dagang, Malaysian curry and things like that! Basically, food that I wouldn't be able to make myself. I would always have seconds and I think that's why I'm currently fat.
But what I really liked about her being my roommate is the fact that I could moan about work when I come home for lunch and dinner. Sometimes, I'd even ask her to help me out with certain things when I don't know how architects work. Like do architects have to draw sections or do the engineers? Also how to reply emails when I know I'd have to send something in late (not an ideal situation). My bad habit also died because she used to point it out every time I did it.
My spring rolls just came out from the oven, it would taste better fried but I don't fry things unlike Aisyah. But I think both of us have agreed that we'd rather live with each other than anyone else.
Anyway, it's been nearly a week since Aisyah left. I've been eating leftovers and japanese curry the past few days. Can you imagine how much adapting that took! From amazing food to eating the same food every day? I also don't keep track of home time as I used to and would stay at work a bit later which I rarely did when she was around. I guess it's true what they say, it's easier to become a workaholic when there's no one at home.
I now come home after work feeling like I have too much time in my hands, looking for other things to do. I guess now is the time to start exploring new hobbies again! There's still that Pulang song which I still haven't finished learning how to play on the keyboard. And I still have to figure out how I'm going to fund my gap year.
Oh and have I told all of you that I spent the whole day cleaning! I now only have the dishwasher to wash which I haven't touched for the past few months and after I'm done with that, the house would be as good as new; fresh for my new housemate who has actually already moved in.
Here's to eating the same food every day, watching dramas alone, staying at work late, new hobbies and hoping that my old bad habit doesn't come back. 🥃