Things that make me go Aaaargh!

31 01 2009

This past week have been somewhat uneventful. First of all, I tried to do my chores and complete them before the week ends, but I was unsuccessful. I have realized that we have way too many clothes than what we really need. A mountain of clothes isn’t really necessary, is it? Less clothes mean less time folding and ironing, and God, I hate ironing clothes! I wouldn’t mind not ironing my clothes at all, I could care less about what other people think of how my clothes look like when I’m in public. Besides, I’m gorgeous, so my ugly clothes can compensate for that. Ha!And how about doing the dishes? I hate them, especially because we don’t have centralized heater and so the kitchen has no warm water to wash the dishes with. Try washing the dishes with freezing cold water, let’s see if you like it. Don’t even get me started on dusting, I mean, what’s the point? Minutes after you’re done all the dust particles just come back anyway. And what’s the deal with the toilet? I hate dirty toilets and I do clean ours every so often, but somehow people just don’t know how to flush! I mean come on, after you’re done, all you need to do is flick the darn switch and it flushes itself, I don’t want to see your crap floating around in there, come on! Gross.

I have come to the realization that I really dislike kids. I like my own, but I don’t like other kids.  Especially kids who are annoying, with matching annoying, self-righteous parents. Oh, how I hate them! And how about disgusting snot-nosed kids, I mean, hello? Have you heard of an invention called tissue? Come on, wipe it off! Gross.

My MIL is coming for a visit next week, she might as well stay for the whole year because I know that’s how it’ll feel like for me.  So aaargh! on that one.


Anger Management

23 01 2009

I am so tired. I have been for quite a while. I have all these things happening around me and I just want to scream.

My cousins are pissing me off. Especially the boy. He’s been at it again, fighting and screaming at everybody. Stupid little spoiled brat. I just want to wring his neck. I swear that kid is pure evil. His parents can’t even control him, it’s like they’re afraid of him or something. If he were my kid he wouldn’t be like that, I’d discipline him. His parents just let him do anything, and I mean anything. I swear this morning he hit my kid with a belt, and it made me so furious that I can’t do anything to him because he isn’t my kid and I didn’t want to create problems between me and his parents. Something should be done about his behavior, before I do something about it myself, and trust me, when I do something, he won’t be screaming at anybody anymore and that’s a guarantee. His parents seriously need a seminar on good parenting skills.