urgh. am in an extremely foul mood.
sickening things that my family members do. like blame me whenevery somebody leaves the door unlocked, or does not wipe the damned mirror. trivial banal stuff like that. or when the forks go missing. Whenever something like that happens, it's like, wee! i'm the idiot who does that.
seriously, i cant help it if my some of my family members have brains the size of a pea and do things like that all the time. so damnit, dont push the blame to me when things go wrong.
and then there's my henpecked dad. who is so absolutely slow in doing things. like he spent nine hours on the comp, ie, at my table, typing a 2 page letter. a 2page latter! i could do that with sound english and good format in at most one hour! the speed he types is so depressingly slow.
and when i tell my mom that i'm sick and tired of moping around house with nothing much to do cuz my table is being occupied, she goes and just reprimand him alittle. and he yells at me like i just commited bloody murder.
he gets so friggin uptight when my mom scolds him and to me, he's always like seeking approval from my mom which is gross because men arent supposed to be like that.
and a 2page letter, taking nine hours. you would expect it to be rather good. my sister vets it and voila, it's brimming with mistakes and what not.
i wonder how he finished his work. it's no wonder he's always working overtime. and that the government is always complaining about our workers' productivity. it's because of people like him who take 10 hours to type a letter, and then screams at me when i just casually asked him when he would relinquish the seat to me.
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go and get a life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!