Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhaaa!!!

Realising that our moving out deadline was approaching, Moobs and I went to see a room across the street last Saturday.

It is smaller, furnished but a lot more expensive (they want us to absorb 70% of the electricity bill because we're the only room with aircond).

But we called them up Sunday evening to seal the deal.

While walking out for dinner that night, feeling slightly depressed that we've had to settle once again (there weren't other places up for rent), I consoled the both of us:

"Well, maybe there's something bigger planned for us. Who knows what this other place will bring us."

Around the corner, we saw a sign - not the fire bush kind, but two notices for two different places for rent.

Called both, the first one to no avail.

The second number picked up, and guess what? It was that house we sabotaged in May because we wanted the room so badly but couldn't afford to pay the extra month's rent, and it got taken up in the end by someone else in the end.

Well, the guy who took it up had an emergency and had to leave the country, so the room was up for grabs again.

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Someone loves me.