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A family That Really Love To Sing

[August 29] A Family That Really Love To Sing


Okay, so this is what my whole family has been experiencing for quite some time now… I have this family that i predict living directly on top of my unit on the next floor who really really loves to sing. At different times of the day, there will be different members of the family singing. How would I know? It is really clear. Especially from me and my sister’s(Isabelle) room. We can literally hear what song they are singing. Yes. This is how loud it is-.-

At first when I heard that, i thought that they are having some ‘family-gathering’ that is like once in a blue moon… However, i am really wrong. Because apparently, for every other day, or rather almost everyday, they will be singing… We wanted to report to the police but at first, they are ’smart’. They sing till about 11pm and stopped. We understand that its not against the law and that we just have to tolerate them. Time goes by, and something really funny happened.

I was about to take an afternoon nap and as usual yesterday, i heard them sing… it was a male’s voice at that point in time, singing Christmas songs ; ‘I wanna wish you a Merry Christmas…’ I was amused and can’t help but to think if they have ran out of songs to sing. haha.

i mean its okay to sing your heart out but the line need to be drawn somewhere… not to the extent that everyone is disturbed. so ‘finally’, they continued singing past 11pm yesterday night and my sister (Isabelle) was disturbed by it while she was sleeping so yep, we called the police… i am not sure whether they are warned by the police or not(only informed us that they will go and have a look), but i just hope that they will be more considerate this time round.

… and i just heard them singing again. hahaha… i guess this is just part and puzzle of life; not everything is pleasing…

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