Last night I think I was in the worst mood of my life. I punched a few walls and slammed a few doors, told a few people to "get to f
uck" in work
Had to walk home in the pissing rain with shorts and tshirt on. Today, I woke up in a ridiculously good mood, went and got my barbell in my new piercing changed, (it was embedding as it was too short) I came home for dinner and my brother acts like my fu
cking father telling me this that and the next thing. I opened the butter up to butter my bread and he shouted at my because taking the lid off causes noise and my dad was sleeping, STFU you mongo. I mixed up some SSS for my ear, and burned myself with the boiling water so i obviously quickly sat it down on the table. my mum asked me what happened i told her i burned myself and she said "its going to be too warm for your ear then" "i know mum, im waiting on it getting colder" "if its too warm for your ear its too fu
cking warm for my table it'll fuc
king burn the wood get it off it" :|. my dad retorts with "and you shoudve used a mug, that glass isnt heat resistant". me: "er, sorry, how was i supposed to know?" brother: "you should use the initiative" me: "sorry, i didnt realise i was supposed to be born with all this knowledge"
Im sorry but was i to continue spilling boiling water over my flesh? fuc
king d
icks.