Innocence.

Hey. So I actually really wanted to blog yesterday. But then I was just so busy. And all of a sudden, I had so much inspiration flood me that I thought of so many things I wanted to blog about and had TITLES for. So yea.. it was just my luck that I didn't have time. So this is only one of my posts from the other thousands (not really) that are still blundering around in my mind. 


So yesterday, I did loads of things... PRODUCTIVE things! I know. I've been saying that a lot, but I guess yesterday topped everything else. I got up at 8.30am, though I actually wanted to get up at 7.30am. Failed at that. Then I cleaned the bathroom and the toilet upstairs. Long overdue. And I'm constantly amazed at how much dust can collect over here. I guess that's only possible because my kakaks are not here. =( =( So yea. Even though it might seem like I'm used to doing all these chores, yesterday was my first time cleaning the toilet. It was not fun. I was disgusted. I'm just like any other girl (HAH) and don't like unpleasant things. The whole time I was cleaning the toilet and bathroom, I was wrinkling my nose and my mind was going 'Yuck yuck yuck yuck yuck' the whole time. Gosh. Horrible experience. And I'm sorry to say that because of that, I think I used way too much cleaning fluids (in this case, White King!). I'm only a tiny bit worried that it might be corrosive because I applied it directly to the (insert word of choice) (toilet, bathtub, sink) and not mixing it with water in a bucket like the usual way. I also didn't wear gloves. After cleaning and cleaning, my hands did sting a little in contact with White King. But now, my hands are still as they were, smooth and normal (pffftttt) (at least I hope so). 


So after cleaning the bathtub, the shower, the sink, the mirror, and the toilet, I went downstairs. I then started the laundry. It's way overdue. I had four loads to do: white, dark, colours and towels. So while waiting for the laundry, I did the dishes that piled up because of my fried rice the day before. So when the laundry was done, I hung it up on the line, when it was washing, I did the dishes. On and on and on and by the time I was done, it was about 1pm. The laundry was all on the line, and the dishes were done and were drying in the dishwasher. Finally.. lunch time. Because I didn't want to dirty more dishes than I had to, I decided to eat cereal. Simple and nice. KoKo Krunch. And for my second bowl (it was lunch!) I wanted to have Coco Pops. But ho-hum (gosh who am I? Replace with 'figures'!), it was almost empty. There was enough left for half a bowl. It was annoying. To me. Because if you want to eat the Coco Pops, and you've eaten so much there's only enough left for half a bowl, THEN JUST FINISH IT. Gosh! It's so inconsiderate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I guess it's not really that big of a deal. But it did annoy me at the time. SIGH. 


So with my cereals, (yay) I sat down at my laptop and started on my Chem Project. Again. It took a really long time. I had to look up the internet for a lot of information and had to sort them alllllll out because they weren't all the same. IT. REALLY. TOOK. A. LONG. TIME. In between when I found my mind couldn't function, I looked up some YouTube videos to watch or I read Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. I also watched Disney's adaptation of it, only Part 1 though. Cooly. Back to the Chem Project. I finished at 6pm! SIX PEE AM!!!!! By that time Kel had come back from Uni and she heated up fried rice for dinner. I was so, so tired. So khasta (The Kite-Runner). Seriously. I had a headache while I was doing the project. I suspect it was because I was so tired and was reading from the computer for a lengthy period. (Seriously. It took so much of me to force myself to get up. My eyelids were stuck together by sleep!). So as I pressed the 'Enter' button to shut down my laptop after FINALLY FINISHING THE CHEM PROJECT, I went to eat dinner. 


I ate fried rice, two bowls of it. I also fulfilled my idea of eating the muffins with ice cream. The muffins were so good. Heat it up for 25seconds and it's perfect! The chocolate chips are really, really good! Yummmm. So after eating all that, I went on my laptop and just replied an email and went on Facebook. Didn't spend long there though, I had to go to the church rehearsal thing. 


I've never really talked about the rehearsal thing, have I? For Good Friday, the youths of the church come together and set up something like a play. There're actors and dancers, musicians and readers, which is what I am. They briefly run through the Passion, the actors freezing in poses as we read. It was all quite good. But honestly, I don't think I'll go again next year. I mean, I would read again, but then if I were in the audience, I wouldn't want to go. It's not that it wasn't any good, it was actually pretty good. Everything went really smoothly. But it's just that it's almost the same every year, with small difference here and there. How many times can you watch the same thing again and again? So that's why I wouldn't want to go. (I guess you could say the same for mass, but, (unfortunately..?) mass is different). So yeaaaaaaaaa. The rehearsal was at 9pm, after Holy Thursday mass which I didn't go to because I was totally worn out. The rehearsal only ended at almost midnight because they had to set the stage up and everything. It was really boring, the rehearsal was really long. So yea. When I got back I went to bed. 


Isn't it amusing? Even though I was so exhausted, physically from waking up so early and from the chores and mentally from the Chem Project (killer!), I still found it hard to fall asleep. My mind kept on running and running, it was so fast. I had to constantly remind myself to shut up. And after making myself shut up for like the hundredth time, I sand a random song and fell asleep. 


I do blame myself though. Because I was too forgetful. On Tuesday, I thought about doing the laundry the next day. The weather said that there would be 'increasing sunshine'. But, as always, my stupid-self forgot. On Wednesday afternoon, I realized that I forgot and was like.. gah. Cursing myself. Now that summer is gone, we would have to be wiser and wash when there's good weather to dry it, and that opportunity doesn't come by every week. So yea. Yesterday I did the laundry. But then even though the weather said it would also be 'increasing sunshine', we started off the morning with fog. So yea.. it wasn't very sunny in the end. Thankfully it didn't rain though. But because of my foolishness, the laundry had to stay out overnight (Lucky no one wants our clothes) and this morning, it still wasn't dry. Some of them are in now, but some of them are still hanging out there. 


So. What does Innocence have to do with all this? Well.. I'm not sure whether I've mentioned it here before, (oh wait. I have. TOO BAD). I did say I was growing up right? In my mind growing up is the same as losing your innocence. I grew up when I cooked the eggplant for the first time (have yet to mention that). It was.. in my mind, kind of disgusting. I grew up when I baked muffins (using premixed batter!!). I grew up when I cooked fried rice. And I grew up yesterday when I cleaned the toilet. So yeaaaaa. I've grown up because I've lost my innocence. I put on Facebook, the shout out 'I lost my innocence, lost it to AUBERGINES!'. (apparently it's eggplants here, not aubergines. Hmm). So yes. I'm no longer innocent. Though I've never taken for granted or looked down on mums and kakaks who do chores, now, even more than before, I bow down to the greatness. It is so not easy. And I would like to say, even if it's to myself: Wow my geek, I am so moftakhir (The Kite Runner). So moftakhir of you.