A few years ago when we first moved to my family's house, the one thing that I've always,
always hated was the flood. I would sometimes miss three days of work (which isn't very dandy if you have lots of bills to pay) and there was this time when my best friends got stuck with us for a good two days until we're freaking tired of playing Uno cards.
That was a few years back. Now, I'd rather immerse myself in muddy, bacteria-inhabited, mid-thigh level flood waters than to be away from home and not sleep in our own bed. I guess people become more willing to change the more they get use to things. How ironic...
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