i am so freakin' pissed with bryan hoe huisheng.
if there's any guy that can boil my blood, it is he.
man i dont understand why guys are like that. or rather, i dont understand why my brother is like that.
he plays the computer the whole day, not exaggerating. from the moment he steps foot into the house, his mind is on the comp. no matter how important my work on the comp is, his games are still priority. he doesnt listen to anything i say, but i have to obey his," i want to use the comp" command.
only when my parents are reaching home then does he stop.
one of the many examples is today.
i tell him that i want to use the comp to type some stuff for 5 minutes, print it and go. after a while do i get the answer i want," ok, ok. very fast, i kill myself halfway then stop the game."
fine. so i go to the sofa in the living room and get some shut eye, waiting for him to " kill himself halfway". i'm tired you know.
after who-knows-how-long, i hear my parents open the door and imediately my brother changes the screen. i have slept for close to what, half an hour?what happened to the "very fast"
hello, i have o level! i have work to do, even if you are not revising for the exams going on, you should not be playing the comp! i am so angry that he gets away with it everytime.
i planned to do more work after finish printing my work on the comp but now i guess its a bit too late.
HOW MEAN CAN HE GET?
and when i tell him how inconsiderate he is, he gives me some crap excuse like," you want me to wake you up arh?"
yea yea he's a smart ass and can get good grades even if he watches television the whole day. BUT NOT EVERYONE IS LIKE HIM!
I HAVE TO STUDY. YEA< ITS TRUE.
sometimes i am in awe. i simply dont get how a younger sibling can make the older one cry. i dont understand how come there is no respect for the older sibling. and i dont understand why i was so kind to actually spend so much money on his birthday present. i am determined to return it tmr. he doesnt deserve it at all.
if the 40 days of community did not teach us how to love i would have already smashed glass and taken my revenge.
what i learnt about love today is not being applied in my life.
i am so freakin' pissed my parents dont know how to help either. or maybe they are used to it already.
how can i say i really love my brother?
if i die from breathing difficulties or heart attack or anything induced by intense anger, serious frustration or whatever else, this is to the police:
my brother did it.
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