Some people have nothing better to do than complain about the littlest things...
Why do I bother to upset myself over their complaints? But I can't help it...
There's this person in our estate who's apparently got a thing against our family... i think it was cuz one night, i happened to park my mum's car in his spot in the covered lot... he was leaving to go dunno where, it was raining, i drove straight in. My dad was there too n he said he saw the guy give us a dirty look :p n the next thing you know, my mum's car has a nice long scratch down its entire side the next day... wah when you see the scratch on your nice relatively new car... its like... ouch... but then, you think, it's ok... what to do? scratch is scratch loh... also cannot find out who did it... a car is still a thing after all... though a rather expensive one :p
But you know, deep in my heart, if I ever find the culprit (though I'm about 50% sure I know who it was) I want to draw fricking stars and moon and cloud and rainbow all over his stupid car... i know i know... so vindictive... i'm not a saint after all.
I almost did just now actually... felt so mad... someone complained about our cars not having parking labels with the matching license plate no on them... it's like... you know they're both our cars... who gives a flying **** whether the no matches or not? Just that one label allows u to park under cover and the other doesn't loh... some pple have nothing better to do than complain. and i guess i have nothing better to do than complain about them complaining haha...
anyway... i also dunno why i'm blogging about this... was jus thinking how ugly i get inside when i'm angry... n the terrible things i come so close to doing... i'm afraid i even cursed him :p as in "i hope u meet with an accident" kind of cursed him... felt so happy about it too when i said it... but now that i'm typing it here, i feel pretty disgusted with myself... urgh. It's not true... I don't want him to meet with an accident even though he's such a... sigh.
the blatherings of an unoccupied mind... i am a hamster. it's all work's fault. | 
and i'm supposed to be studying... and doing my comic translation at the same time... but here i am blogging. (and going out for supper later hehe) 
i have to stay true to my slackerness.