Frustration.

Sometimes you can't help but wonder. Why can't you just GROW UP.

It's not like I asked you to clean Nicky's puke or anything, just simply CHANGE HIS CLOTHES. You know he's feeling so miserable with the fish bone stuck in his throat. Why can't you just DO it rather than giving me some shitty excuse cos you 'd rather stick your head on the computer screen playing your god knows awful game. Who matters? Your brother? Or that stupid shit?


You say, Nicky doesn't want to be changed. Cut the bullshit okay. I don't expect you to think the way I do, say getting Nicky to change into his PJ's so if he falls asleep, we don't have to wake him up again. You KNOW he's so agitated already and he's so tired but he can't sleep cos he has that bone stuck in his throat! Maybe you need one in yours too. Just wake up and think. Or better, just CHANGE the clothes! I don't see why can it be so hard?


I changed him in less than a minute. Face it. YOU JUST DON'T BOTHER. So cut the faggot act by telling me he doesn't want to be changed. You, just can't be bothered. Actually, you can't be bothered with almost anything. You simply wash the dishes, let all the food clog up the basin... Tell me, if you can say that you've a great brother, I suggest you go take a hike. Even dad said you aren't. I am simply through with screaming and shouting at you. For what? Why do I even bother? You will just retaliate by saying you're older and so that doesn't give me right to 'ORDER' you to do stuff. Know what? Screw you. I have had it.


You want silence? I'll bloody well give you silence. I'll just shut up and do everything myself. That way its more peaceful. Just so you know, at least save your insensitive side for someone who needs it. Mom, doesn't need it. And so do I. Just let me say, quit arguing with mom cos she definitely doesn't need your shit especially when she comes how from work. She's right, you DON'T CARE. So suck it up and just do it right. Instead of being a bugger and shout back at her when its so obvious that you are WRONG.

Sometimes. I really hate it here.