3:09 am. Lights off. Amidst non-ending chants, snores and buzzing electric fan, clogged nose, aching head and a frantic knocking at the adjacent door. Two days ago I was a queen in my kingdom. My kingdom where I alone exists. But here come the aliens I was thrown head down outside my world.
Like an only child finding one morning that her mother has given birth to a dozen unconceived siblings, so I am.
I can't move freely. My uncluttered world was covered by piles and piles of packages. Kitchen wares, sound system, tons of vegetables, new tables, 3 dozens water containers and a lot,lot more.
I can't blow my stuffed nose, feeling uncomfortable of their presence. I can't make uu. I can't even fart! Hah, Saesanghae! What is happening to my world?
I hate housemates! I wish February is only one day.
Now, I wish I can add even just half an hour to my disrupted sleep.
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