Ope's Diary

Entry 21: The Worst Neighbour

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I’m a very easy-going person. Very few things get to me.

Very few.

But lately, I’ve been struggling to…

You know what? Let me just tell you the whole story. It’s more like a rant, actually.

Have you ever had a safe place? Somewhere you go or something you do to let out steam and ease stress? 

Well, I do. 

For me, it’s music. 

Everyday when I get back from work, I turn my bluetooth on, connect to my speakers and go to my safe place while I shower and get dinner ready.

At least that was my life, until last week.

A new person moved into the apartment next door, and I wish that didn’t happen. Tolu, my new neighbour, has desecrated my safe space, and I don’t find it funny at all.

One day, I got home and noticed that the once dusty door across the hall had been cleaned, and the lock had been changed. I didn’t make much of it until a few days ago.

Since then, every single time I get home and turn my music on, I hear Tolu’s voice singing out loud, along to my music. I don’t have that much of a problem with it, as long as Tolu sings on a key that exists. But nooooo…

Sigh, I don’t know what to do. Now I can’t play my music because Tolu would start to sing along. I have to sit in silence or plug my earphones in. It seems like such a small thing, but I was really looking forward to my safe space all today until Tolu happened.

I would use earphones, but it’s not the same. I love it when I can almost feel the sound waves move across the room and fill the air. It’s what makes it so precious. Ugh. I have the worst neighbour.

This is such a random story with no real point, but what is a diary for anyway?

I honestly just came here to rant because I don’t know what to do. Should I go over and let Tolu know to stop singing along? Or maybe I should find unpopular songs that Tolu would not know 🤔 Hmm, please what do you guys think? Send help 😩

Ugh, I’m just going to sleep. I’m too tired for this.

Hmmm or, maybe I’d just call T. If there’s anybody that would know what to do, it’s T.

Talk tomorrow.

Love,
Ope 💙

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