8 am... 8 am, I was rudely awaken by sharp, shrill rings made by a contraption called a telephone. And the topic of the call made by a person, called Jia Xuan, was about a CD!

You can only imagine how loud Eva was, for she definitely do not appreciate being interrupted during her sleep. She ranted away about being called at such an ungodly hour. Honestly, Jia Xuan should know that if I'm awaken, I can not go back to sleep! Grr, if anyone calls me at such a time, I will pull out the dammed plug of the phone and throw it out of the window!

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