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-Is an English Language major undergraduate who likes to Take It Easy.

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My kitchen sink vomited at my feet last night. There I was, disgruntledly (I had put it off until my mum gave me an ultimatum) washing the day’s dishes when I felt something wet at my feet. I looked down and saw the carpet-cum-rug I was standing on was a little wet, and I just brushed it off, thinking I had dripped a little water while holding a bowl. “I’ll just leave the rug to dry later,” I thought. But soon, the carpet became soaked and a puddle formed at the side, and I knew the sink had vomited out at me, at the hole that’s below every kitchen sink ever made

We tried sucking the pipe with a suction, used a long stick to clear the drain below the sink, but the hole kept vomiting out small chunks of food and lots of water. Then I went with mum to the NTUC supermarket to buy the drain cleaner liquid, which will chemically burn the food stuck in the drain, and left it there overnight. This morning, we thought the problem would be fixed, but no, the sink still spat water at our feet when it was used, like a naughty old man. The plumber is on his way in the afternoon.

I tell you, my house is rallying a mutiny against us. And it all boils down to this: never buy a second-hand house without renovating it. And it doesn’t help that the previous owner was a retired person whose hobby was fixing up the house, and fancying himself as a handyman. Take for example, do you know how many light switches I have in my house?? Picture this: I have 5 switches in my room, 4 for the lights, one for the ceiling fan. And I have 10 light bulbs (2 of which have blew) hanging on the ceiling in my room, and located around the perimeter. Multiply the switches or the lightbulbs in my room by say, 5. You’ll roughly get the number of switches and/or lightbulbs in my home, in this place which my family moved in about a year ago. Until now, I’m not quite sure which switch goes for which lightbulb(s) in my home.

For the past 2 weeks, we were crawling in the dark….in the kitchen, and my dad only decided to call in professional help on Tuesday to fix those 3 main lights in the kitchen. And what, one month ago? Or was it more recently?... we got locked out of our own friggin house. Our house lock on the door, failed us. Usually, you just needed to turn the key 180 degrees anti-clockwise but on that fateful night, oh now I remember that night, we had just came back from my mum’s birthday dinner, 9th September, and my brother was the one who stepped forward to unlock the door, when his key turned 360 degrees, anti-clockwise, and yes, clockwise! However way it turn, it didn’t unlock for us. Then he blamed my other brother for stepping on some joss sticks on the ground on our way home. It wasn’t even funny cuz it was the ‘hungry-ghost period’ at that time, in Singapore and to joke about such things is not only disrespectful but like…blasphemous you know?! So yes, we were locked out for 1 hour plus, and thanks to the previous owner, he had left a sticker on our gate when he moved out, with the number of a locksmith on it. 2 young locksmiths came down 45 minutes after I called (from my neighbour’s house, none of us had brought our handphones out cuz we had ate at the nearby hawker eating place) and replaced the new lock for us in 15 minutes. One of them was rather cute, he looked like the actor Chad Michael Murray, hee…with those slit eyes and a goatee!

This whole settling into our ‘new’ home can be seen as one big adventure or a big headache, I still can’t decide. You know that feeling when you’re frustrated but amused at the same time?

And I am seriously considering becoming a professional handyman, no correction, handywoman…er, does it sound wrong?

***To date, our house security alarm (installed by our friendly ex-owner) has gone wacko on us that the only way was to shut it off entirely for good, our refrigerator (which belonged to our friendly ex-owner) had urinated countless times on our kitchen floor and its temperature wasn’t so cold anymore and we recently got it replaced, the windows in the living room let in puddles of water whenever it rains (even when it’s closed!), we now have towels placed nicely on the ledge, our phoneline has mutinied on us in one incident last yr where we couldn’t call out and it wouldn’t ring when people were calling us….a telecom person has since fixed it up, one of the 2 kitchen cookers went out on us and the other resorted to giving us small fires and we have since got both of them rebellious things replaced….and finally, the air-con unit in my room got jealous of me relying on my ceiling fan (which is under-functioning, its maximum speed 5, is like 2) most of the time, and on that occasional moment when I decided to reply on IT, it went all stubborn, so now, I have a rectangular white elephant stuck in my room.



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