Asshole.
For the whole day yesterday, i have been surpressing my anger and fustration to blog negative things about you. But today, you left me with no choice.
Everyone's mood was okay until you came back. Didnt you know Dogs have natural instinct to bark when people open the door? They will stop immediately if it was someone they know of. And yet, you damn freaking throw your temper on us when the dog barked at the door when you came back.
We were chatting happily while eating the dessert Mum made and you came in and spoil everything, and i meant Everything.
You brought nothing but misery and hatred to us these two days i can tell you. I tried explaining calmly and nicely to you and yet, my words fell on your deaf ears. You just let your emotions take control of you and everything around seemed so oblivious to you.
You came home howling and banging stuff, spoiling everyone's day. How i wish you would just have your night out, drinking, hanging around with your friends for all i care.
The tears came so naturally. Make it clear, i am not guilty. I am brimming with anger and hatred that i could not express out to you. Even Mum had to shut up.
And then you start linking every single thing to this. Saying that we live in a rubbish dump and make our rooms like a Dog's house. Tell me when you started caring about us? The only thing you cared was bragging to us how well your friends' children's results are and demanding that we produce the same, not knowing where's our limits and potential.
I don't hate people easily. But from the way you selfishly yelled like nobody's business in the house and destroying everyone's mood, i think i have the right to hate you. Why just can't you speak in a better tone? You are just simply making yourself seem unreasonable.
I was quite in the mood of finishing all my undone homework today as i know tomorrow will simply be another long day in school, and yet now, you crashed everything.
Where's my family support? Where's my source of motivation?
I wonder when can i have my questions answered.