16 November 2005

WTF

Okay, I don't think I'm really all that unreasonable when I'm not PMSing. I think my list of grievances regarding my cousin is just mostly...him being stupid. Can someone smack some sense into me...or am I really being unreasonable? Warn ya first, following has MANY obscenities. If you're sensitive to that, don't read it.

- I know jet lag is hard to adjust to. But it doesn't happen automatically, YOU HAVE TO MAKE AN EFFORT. Is that so hard? Sleep at 730AM and wake up at 430PM? Is that even trying? Geeeeebus.

- Let's use some common sense. When 10 or 11 o'clock crawls around, it's probably safe to assume that most people are either getting ready to sleep or asleep. Why does he have to turn on the TV at such high volume, especially when I have to sleep to get to school on time and he sleeps til 4:30PM?

- Ok, I don't know how to classify this except that he's just being dumb. I don't know how these people live in Malaysia, but they have some fucking bad habits. When you turn something on, is it so much to ask that you turn it OFF? Who the hell walks out of the bathroom and doesn't turn off the light? I could understand once, but he's been here almost a week and he has not turned it off even ONCE that I know of. Same thing with everything else...he must think electricity is FREE. Big screen TV left on. PS2 left on. Computer LEFT on. WHAT THE Fxxx!!!

- Alright, this I could understand but it's just annoying. Why can't he just give me my space? Is it really necessary that you walk into my room every hour to check on me? I know how to do my homework. Why do you have to go with me to pick up my brother from the same school going the same route as yesterday?? Better, why can't he just respect our stuff? I caught him downloading shit onto my brother's computer. He could have asked first. This hit a nerve, because I HATE people messing with my computers. That's why mine is password locked. But if you mess up my brother's computer...by downloading viruses...that's going to cause me a LOT of unnecessary work...and I don't really care if you're the son of a high official, I WILL YELL MY ASS OFF AT YOU. Count on it.

- This really pissed me off. Anybody who knows me knows how much I love our cars. So when he decided to drag his backpack along the side of our BABY...not our old ass, beater car...but our new car, our BABY...that fucking ticked me off. Then he WHACKED into the mirror. WHAT A FUCKING MORON. If he was 5 and wasn't being careful okay ya I'll turn a blind eye. But you're FIFTEEN and you can't figure it out...I almost flipped out when I watched him dragging the backpack in the mirror. I felt like running him over. Lucky he's still alive.

Now I'm going to attempt to sleep. Likely not going to happen.

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