How dumb and stupid can one get? I am so fucking pissed and seething with anger at the moment.
I always leave my iBook on my study table and although its very crowded with stuff, me and my sis are ok with it. We put all our valuables, handphones and iPods on that table. We know how to be take care of our stuff cos the space is very limited and we take care not to bang anything on our expensive gadgets on the table.
My old woman, on the other hand is a very rough person. The worst thing is she like to mess things up and then tidy them again.
This afternoon, she was messing with my cabinet and taking out our set of encyclopedia so that she can give them to our cousins. And then in her state of boredom, she went to clean up my sis's pianica.. For fuck sake lah, whatever did you want to keep that stupid piece of junk for?! Just throw the fucking piece of crap away lah! Bloody hell!
So that stupid woman put the pianica on my study table and proceed to clean it up. And she saw my sis name on that junk and went to take a marker to strike away the name. The marker ran out of ink and stupidly she proceed to open the huge whiteboard marker on my table. That piece of crappy marker leaked and went into the pianica. Thinking that nothing was wrong, she clean up the pianica and went happily away.
Turned out, there was a hole in the pianica and since that fucking piece of crap was ON TOP of my iBook, it stained my lappie.
And the stupid woman did not even realize it. How fucking stupid and dumb can a human get?? The more I see that stain on my lappie, the more angry I am. After a day of tiring work and coming back home to something like this, I just want to give up and walk away. Fucking hell, I really feel like smashing myself into a glass panel now. Damn it.
And so the whole patch of stain was on my iB for the whole day. By the time I came home, the ink had already seeped into the cover and even after cleaning it away, the surface is still a little yellowish. Lucky its not black ink otherwise I am so going to move out into an apartment of my own.
Sometimes I am not sure if my parents are purposely out to irritate me. I think the only way in which I can avoid any arguments with them would be to move away from them. I think sooner or later, I am going to move out into an apartment of my own.