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AHH, WE DON'T HAVE A MICROWAVE! No more microwavable dinners… for the past week, we've been really cooking and making real food. Still no fridge yet. Lesson number one of renting. When you’re told that things will be available after you move in, be weary. We learned this one rather quickly since it's been over a week and still no fridge and microwave. They just told us that a fridge would be difficult to move in since our door is too narrow to fit the fridge. We will need to take apart the door to move the fridge in. (BTW, Ireland’s normal fridge size is the size of North American’s bar fridge and even that can’t fit through the door!)

One evening when we’re preparing dinner and making soup… the running tap water flowed strangely into our pot. The water sounded like it was choking and coughing while flowing down. The stream was getting smaller and smaller without any human intervention, until it finally turned into small little droplets. A few minuets later, the water… is no more. AHH, WE RAN OUT OF WATER… AHH. Sigh, things seem to be falling apart slowing. So it seems that there’s no water anywhere but the showers (at least something is working) Flushing the toilet now presents a bit of a problem. We are manually filling up the tank. It’s been almost a week since our little water problem, the plumber came by a few times and still no more water. I’ve been told that things are done quite slowly here. Can't blame our room mates though, they moved in a week before we did and they didn't know this would happen either. Everyone's trying to cope with the problem.

When we first moved to this place, we thought that no internet access is a bit of a problem. Well that changed pretty quickly. Internet, though still high on our list is the least of our worries. We’re having troubles getting our PPS number (same as SIN) cause our landlord, for some unknown reason, refused to sign a letter stating that we live there!

The stress has finally gotten to me, and I've fallen ill.