my side of the story... wanna hear it?
Monday, May 26, 2008
story told on 11:49 pm �
ok... i promised myself i would start blogging again when the holidays officially started... but i have had a very bad start to the holidays... getting pissed off on a friday night after a nice outing is something i really, really *insert proper word*... i tell you, i really hate my patience being tested... especially when i'm a very patient person... i can really be patient with things that might piss most of you less patient people... once, i take it... second time, i still take... third time, confirm whoever did it, DIE... i don't care who you are, you piss me off, you die... heck, i even told my dad off before... i seriously reached to a point where i literally don't give a fuck... do what you want to do, but if you anyhow piss me off, you're dead... full stop...

exhibit A: my sis

mistake: spilled something sweet on the keyboard, leaving it to dry, letting ants get all over it and didn't even fucking bother to clean it

attempt number: 2, this ain't the first time this happened

history: i used to use a white keyboard, and my sis spilled coffee on it. coffee. i could see the stains, and as usual, i, the guy-who-cleans-up-your-mess-and-must-not-complain-about-it- because-i'm-younger have to clean it up by prying open the keys, washing the keys, using cotton buds to clean the stains on the keyboard (if you pry the keys before you'll know what i mean) , putting it all back again and NOT EVEN RECEIVING A HINT OF GRATITUDE



see the 'shiny' area...? that's where the spill was... seems small but enough to attract ants



this is what i got after i clean the 'shiny' area on the keyboard... yellow... go figure what it is...


so after she spilled this unknown sweet and sticky substance on the keyboard and letting ants all over it, i flipped... that was the last straw... i told her off indirectly in a piece of paper... if this were to ever happen again, drastic measures will be taken... and this time, i'll be worse than the devil himself... period.

quote from me: you can tell me to go to hell... sure... gladly... but let me tell you this; if i'm going to hell, i'm taking you along with me...