My auntie is going back to Philippines already. Sigh... sometimes... when a person hangs around for too long... u take a person for granted. Only when she leaves... u start to think about how much u appreciate her and how we manage to survive only with the help of her. She has stayed here for 8 years with us. It a very long time... but didn't seem so long until I actually counted how many years she has been here with us. I don't like my maid to leave us. Each time my maid leaves and a new one comes... I start crying at the airport. Sigh... Perhaps... I am resistant to change and I don't like anyone or anything to leave me. (which may explain why my room is full of junk and my mother keeps screaming at me)

There is one funny thing about the Philippines... in other places... the men are suppose to go out to work while the women are supposed to stay at home and look after the kids. Philippines is different... the woman go out to work as maids while the men stay home and look after the children or just while their time away. Asked my auntie whether she is going home to get married... then she say no... Her boyfriend got no work and thus no money to marry her. The problem is... this is the usual case in the Philippines... I wonder why.