Saturday Morning
March 8th, 2008
I had intended to sleep in, but the neighbors had other plans for me. First, it was the unending car alarm going off. Next there was the sound of wall drilling. Then, there was this burglar alarm going off somewhere. Wait, there’s more. The neighbor who lives upstairs think it’s OK to drag the chairs whenever they feel like moving it to somewhere else.
@.@
Tell me why I shouldn’t move out of this place. I should just get a friend of mine who owns a truck, one that comes with truck racks – because I have loads of stuff over here – and move to a quieter place. To the countryside maybe. Haha.
But then again, I can’t afford to do that. *gag* …I may have to buy some earplugs soon.
Talk to me?