the house

It's falling apart. Just the other day, the plumber came by to fix the shower in one toilet and now the other shower got a problem. One of the doors can't be locked. And its the most important door, go figure. The air conditioner in my room is a freaking ice machine. It sounds like its gutting ice out almost every other night. Don't try to switch the fan on because then one of the screws will turn lose and make a huge racket. Not too mention totally dangerous. The desktop hasn't been working in ages and theres something funky going on with mine. So the family laptop is in full utilisation. Recently realised my bed is actually broken. No wonder it creaks badly when we sleep. And here I thought I gained a pound or 10.

Ahh the list goes on. But my parents are set on not moving because they already finished paying for the house so it'll be a waste if we have to shift somewhere else. Actually, moving house was never really a topic of discussion at the dinner table. We all like it here. The convenience, the people and plus the fact that its not as haunted as the other places in the neighbourhood.