Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Dear Housemates...



Warning!
Very EMO entry. I'm really in bad mood




Dear housemates..
I'm friggin hate you right now...
I hate you sooooo much that I feel wanna give you a bitch slap to your damn face..


This house is supposed to have privacy and "mind your own freaking business" thingy.


What I'm so pissed off about is you blindly messed up between staying in student house and family house. I'm paying for this room so I can live here AS A STUDENT! The way you treat this house for your dear sister/brother/cousin/nephew to stay this house for WEEKS is way too much! I don't mind if your dear family members wanna sleep here for a day or two but for WEEKS, that really ticks me off ok! I even feel so alienated and uncomfortable in my own house!


I know you like to cook and make delicious cupcakes whatsoever, but where is your sense of responsibility when you and your sister effortlessly consider the house cleanliness and hygiene? It reached to the point that I just want to ignore the house pathetic condition and want to let it so filthy that you and your sister will just move out from here BUT I CAN'T SIMPLY IGNORE THE RESPONSIBILITY! I have friends that wanna hang out doing assignments together and I don't feel proud at all to show off this house thanks to you, my dearest ignorant housemates. I've clean the whole mess for you so many times, swipe the whole house, vacuum the whole corner of the house and even mop the floor like mad. I feel like I'm a maid in my own house! What I'm so surprised about is how MESSY the house is when you and your siblings bake cupcakes like you're having a party for the whole galaxy. I don't understand how you are so passionate in cooking but you lack the understanding of being a clean person, respecting other people's privacy and sensitivity. I thought being a girl/woman/lady should already know the basics of cleanliness.


The most disturbed part is, how the hell can you let your own rubbish (full of gruesome and mushy mushy crap) in the kitchen for days until I almost want to vomit because of the holy smell. Sometimes, the plastic bag full of your crap torn and the juices from the rubbish drips so heavenly till I just feel wanna kick your ass reallll hard!


I don't give a damn if you're paying most rental of this house since you're staying in master room but hey, don't you ever learn these basics? I wonder if it's your nature since birth that made you like this. I doubt if your parents even happy to see how you manage this house nevertheless after you get married in future.


I know this entry is a bit bombastically sarcastic coz I rarely vent out my anger. I can't bear this issue any longer and yeah, here's the result of keeping things to myself. I can be very patient but my patience have limit too.



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