Just another nail

It's 6 days to Christmas and nothing much has been going my way.

My attempt to wash the car was a perilous one. I got into the car, switched on the engine, and realised the brakes have been locked. Hello?! Which smart alec asked YOU to lock the brakes? And just because YOU do it doesn't mean that everyone in your extended family has to comply with YOUR habit right? And just because you're filthy rich doesn't give you the right to exercise your money on the car. It's OUR family's car, not yours. If you think that goddammit amount of money can buy you the right to give ME instructions, you're so goddammit wrong. And I totally don't feel like seeing you tomorrow. NOT AT ALL. And I will NOT follow your instructions.

And this was the perfect test of selfishness. I think I've said enough. I just HATE IT when you said, "I don't like it" in a nonchalent, get-that-thing-out-of-my-face tone. You make me sound like the 3-year-old with the sudden bloodrush. Which I'm clearly NOT. And I'll never be like you. Because I don't wanna be like you. Because being like you is clearly sickening. And I don't feel like going home today.