Well, this is like announcing to the world that my room has no door knob now.
Last night, when i wanted to go out to buy some food, i locked my door and walk to the living room. My housemate asked if the bed sheet is mine, which i dry it under the fan in the living room.
So i get it and try to put it in my room before i go out.
Suddenly i realize i cannot open the door no matter how many time i turn the door knob. I keep on trying and trying, until the door know totally broken. I can turn it round and round, that means the door knob is really broken.
No other choice, i must go in my room, i use some force to pull the door knob.
Still not working, i push hard.
Keep on trying until my housemate come down and saw me. I asked him if there is any tool to break it down. He took a spanar and pull it.
In the end, the door knob is totally broken down. Open the door, clean up the mess and continue my stuff.
Now there is a hole on my door. Whenever i get changed, i am feeling insecure. Scared someone watch me from outside. Hahahaa.
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