I'm sensitive to noise. The slightest sound would have waken me up from my slumber. Yet, I am cursed with living around people who makes lots of noise - whether it was in the old house or this new one.
Take this morning for example. Harry's continuous barking for no reason other than seeing the neighbour dogs walking buy will be followed by mother's screaming for him to stop. It would be quiet for a minute or two and then mother would start singing her Cina songs on top of her voice. This will be followed by my sister washing her underclothes in the toilet even though we have a perfectly nice washing machine downstairs. The wash seems to take ages (how many underclothers are there?????). Then there's the construction nearby with the trucks moving up and down. Another sister would switch on Wah Lai Toi and somehow or other, the Chinese channels would have people screaming non stop - why do Chinese have to talk on top of their voices? Why? Why?
I forced myself to get up, washed and hid in the quiet solitude of my study. At least there's one place in the house which is completely free from noise.
Mother would look in and ask, "wah... why wake up so early on a Saturday morning?"
"wo de tian ah!"... GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
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