House Chaos

My house has been tore down. Well, not really. They took out all the floor (which was carpet) in the house and replaced it with a wooden floor. Poor trees. But that's not the point here.

We had to move everything in all the rooms into the living room, which is already of wooden floor. This includes my computer, and I didn't have internet for a few days.

Tagged in picture: My Bed, Random Cables, Yellow Pillow, Pizza, Ball, Books, Table, My Brother's Toys, TV, Wooden Block Tower, My Computer, Me.
Approximately a Million More Things Not in Picture

As you can see, it was CHAOS.

Not only that. The people who came to replace the floor painted the new floor with this thing that makes it smoother and shinier. Of course, with a negative side effect. It smells. Very bad, very strong. We (as in, my family) couldn't enter the house for five hours. When we finally went back in, although less, it still smelled. It was night, and we had to sleep. With the smell. My mom kept asking me I was sure that we weren't going to get suffocated by the smell.



But now, our house is as good as new again, and we lived happily ever after. Just kidding. The house is still a mess and we have to put all our furniture back where they should be.

Sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have a gas mask.

Heaters

So now I'm back. Great.
Tomorrow I go back to school. Yup, spring break is over already.
Fate couldn't let this last day pass without something interesting happening now, could it?

Ooh, something smells. Literally. I was just chilling, like usual, and I smelled something. Something was burning. At first, I didn't give much thought, but then I noticed that it wasn't food or any other thing that we burn in our daily life. So I check out the source. What do I find?

First of all, remember the turtle tank heater that broke previously? Well, we bought a new one. Apparantly, my brother (yes, I do have one. A younger one.) decided to move the tank to the sunlight so that the turtles would enjoy it. The power line isn't long enough to reach the tank's new location, so my brother decided to leave the heater behind. On the carpet. Still on. If you ask me, not that much of a good idea.



There was the heater on the carpet. Well, in the carpet. It burned a quite deep hole into it too. Not only that, the heater burned and it will probably electrocute me again. Oh, please. We need another heater now.

I think there is something with our family and heaters. I get hurt by the heaters, my brother destroys heaters, my mother buys them.

Well, okay, over with that. Bye-bye. I have to do my homework.