Process of Moving In
Can you imagine two girls supervising three rough men with a whole lorry full with furnitures all by themselves?
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My sister and I did.
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It was reaaaallly scary cos I could tell that the moment the workers saw that there were only two girls and no big men, they started taking their job lightly.
They did their work very playfully, and didn’t bother taking good care of our furnitures when unloading them.
Sucks big time.
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But anyway, we got them working hard. And my sister enjoyed making their lives miserable.. ahha!
When loading the wardrobes up the staircase, I practically shouted "jaga! jaga! jaga!" over and over and over again (cos that’s the most basic word they’d understand), just so they don’t scratch our dark colour painted wall, and break our lightings on the wall.
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They had soooo many close calls man, almost broke our stuffs, and then they got scared from them on. Sheeesh.
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Tsk tsk tsk.
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Check out on of our lightings. This happens to be my favourite light here so far..
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Ehehh.
You know running up and down the stairs to make sure they don’t damage anything in our house is can get pretty tiring.
And oh the stressssss, you cannot imagine the tension when you see how they unload the furnitures. So scarrryyyy..
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I’m in love with the new house colours.. and my new bed.. aaahhhh….
Will post pictures up later.. =)
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Yours truly,
Cheryl, I’m actually blogging in advance, if you understand.. lol




