The Art Dump

I’m going to be straightforward

February 18, 2011 at 5:13 am | Posted in Life | Leave a comment

But before that, let’s rewind a little to a small situation gone wrong. I want the whole world to know, because I have to get something out of my chest. Let’s start with the customary “YAYY SCHOOL’S DONE FOR THE DAY LET’S GO HOME AND FINISH SHIT SO I CAN PLAY AND FOOL AROUND” Then freeze the scene at where you run in your room with a humming and realizing your desk is occupied by an alien called your sister.

WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN KNOW, I SHOULD’VE PASSWORDED MY COMPUTER FOR THE GODDAMN LAST TIME. Is what you’re thinking, but you gallantly like a knight in shining armor leave your sister alone because it’s not nice to fight tooth and nail for your belongings because you’re a grownup now! Yay! You study on the bed in the other room, do some SAT practices, go do the piano, and come back. Now, let’s go to the great crap in history at hand. Are you going to take it when you’re giving more than enough patience to a jackass? I mean, seriously, if you were to go straight up to your sister and politely say “I need the computer,” (and mind you, she is on YOUR computer while HER laptop is also perfectly fine, sitting in front of her) and she asks “Come back in 10 minutes,” and you give her more than 10 minutes just so she can also politely get off when you come back to her, you’re going to expect that she’s going to FUCKING. GET. OFF.

But hey, it’s not the 123498213th time she’s been doing this, whenever comes home to get you guys’ PARENTS to do the laundry for her, right? And it’s also not like she’s an arrogant prick who can’t seem to get the idea straight in her stupid brain that she’s geting a total dick and ruining her little sister’s life, instead of the vice versa situation where you, happening to be the youngest, use that to your advantage to cry and whine at parents at every beck and call to work your problems for you, right? NOPE! GOD FUCKING NO WAY. You have to come back at a later time and patiently wait for her by just glancing at her and twiddling your thumbs. At which she stares and remarks, “Why are you doing that? My god you always make the most fucking ugliest faces ever, how do you even do that? I mean your face is so ugly” Cutting to the chase, your sister also happens to be really selfcentered and narcisstic to the point she inflicts discomfort to everyone around her. WOULD YOU TAKE THAT?

I wouldn’t, because I have “godlike” patience! And no, I’m not being overestimating, because when one has a dumb bitch like that, no one would fucking expect you to have a patience thinner than… Well, you get the fucking point, do you? I swear, my life has been, in total, ME TIPTOPING AROUND A BITCH’S ASSWIPE ATTITUDE SO I DON’T MAKE MY LIFE MUCH MORE OF A BURDEN THAN IT IS. AND I DON’T WANT TO STRESS MY PARENTS BECAUSE IT’S REALLY ENOUGH AS IT IS. So here comes me being irritated but smiling at her words because I don’t want to get pissed off and have fists flying all over again. I’m expecting her to get off, you see, so that I could do my homework. Then my dad comes in with a “Go to another computer,” because you see, we happen to have three desktops at home. Nevermind that two isn’t working all that great, we have the computers because this is what tends to happen when siblings clash for the computer. She answers with a “This isn’t her computer.” YEAH, THEN THAT LAPTOP ISN’T YOURS, HONEY. Me: “YEAH, THEN THAT LAPTOP ISN’T YOURS” With a “Was I talking to you?” This is where I’m getting more irritated and my dad is trying to intercept us. “Your little sister has to do her homework, she’s busy too these days, get off.” With my sister going “Oh yeah, well what’s this?” At which she opens a browser I was looking at. Oh great, it’s a game that I hadn’t even touched for 5 minutes before I had to practice piano for an hour. Thanks for looking through my shit, bitch. Also, thanks for lurking on my facebook and bitching at me for getting friended by your friend, and overall sticking your goddamn fucking nose up where it doesn’t belong. Up someone’s ass, because that isn’t really pleasant.

This is where I get annoyed badly, because I hate having my privacy invaded. I give MY chair that HER ass is currently on a little shove so that she gets the point that she should reallllllly get off now. She bitches about how our parents always takes my side. I wonder the fuck why. I tell her to get off pronto, and she bitches worse than a bitch on a bitchin’ period. Notice how I keep saying bitch. My dad hits me with his fucking wooden cane (which I picked off a mountain coz I like bring home sticks for some reason” and it snaps for the 4th or 5th time) with a “I’m going to hit both of you guys if you guys don’t quit it right now” and my sister walks away sniggering like she’s done nothing wrong. And I bring down my foot and grab the stupid crap so that he doesn’t hit me again and indignantly stream out of all my anger for the 123612351312351326th time. Then my parents again lament about why their children gives them so much trouble, while obviously the trouble happens to be one craphead. My sister’s banging shit around because she thinks she doesn’t deserve getting yelled at. Boohoo, asswipe,

My sister, is a fucking prick. My anger has been somewhat appeased writing this wall of text.