05 July 2010
DRILLING ME NUTS (note the pun please.)
Okay, the following sentence may be considered overrated in my life already but,
SOMEONE UP THERE SERIOUSLY HATES ME.
No, I'm
NOT injured, thankyouverymuch.
But, the drilling which is going on downstairs (lift-upgrading) and next-door (
major renovations) is DRIVING ME CRAZY with a capital C, R, A, Z and Y.
Do you understand the type of frustration whereby you want to pull your hair out, make it into a rope and use it to strangle your sources (note: plural!) of
irritation distress!
Which therefore explains my current predicament: seeking refuge in one corner of my bed, in my bedroom, with the doors and windows closed, curtains drawn, earphones plugged into my ears, books scattered on my bed,
blogging about my execrable youth day holiday. Guess how much of my sanity is left. PFFT.
ps: I CAN FEEL THE DAMN WALL VIBRATING FROM ALL THE DRILLING.
at 12:01
