The Moley Prophet

Third day of business. Finally one customer comes in, entertained by me looked at the guality cloths without blinking an eyelid at the price. But I still wonder why these people come in and look at the curtains left over by the previous owner which are so damn expensive in comparison with the price. Those cloths look so low class and they want to look at them instead of the classy ones which, in some cases are cheaper.

I came home at 10 plus wanting to watch The History of Singapore on Discovery channel. But my bloody ass clown brother keep talking loudly and shouting to my other brother about the stupid maple story. It made me so fed-up that I raised the volume of the tele. I lowered it later to allow him to talk but he keeps asking me to lower the volume saying I did not lower at all and keep making noises so I can’t watch. Ass clown sucker. I got so angry that I used the cup to knock on a stack of papers on the coffee table but it still broke the glass.

I got lots of scolding for that. And my mother called me a hooligan. What the hell is the problem here. She always throws things around when she loses her things, when she gets angry. And she calls me a hooligan? Hello? I fixed those stuff she threw without complaining how she spoiled them. And she bloody used that word.

And I was not the one who started all these crap. I have to study everyday. Even during the holidays I have to work. Whenever I come home and sit in the living room watching the TV, I can’t listen to what is being said. And straight after exams I haven’t rested. I missed the program yesterday as I came home at almost 12. Today, I got home in time to watch the program but I can’t watch it with peace. And those idiots have been playing the computers the whole day. They have a whole day to talk about their bullshit.

For now, I promise I will lock the computer tomorrow.