Wednesday, January 4, 2012

My favourite word right now is FUCK...

I've just spent the better half of an hour being screamed at by a fucking little brat. Her parents are very lucky she did not end up with a hand print on her ass! I mean, seriously! SERIOUSLY! THIS is going to be my next two weeks? It's fucked, seriously fucked...

If our dodgy bastard had decided to stick, i doubt he'll stick around long cause all this is really fucked up. FUCK! When i start my next cycle, what the fuck will i do with all this going on around me. It will be a fucked up cycle, i tell you. Fucked up!

Today I decided to suck it up and mind the kids today with the help of G and his mum. All went reasonably well. Still needed to leave the house when they were sleeping, but all in all, a reasonably good day. Then at dinnertime the parents come back and it all goes to pot. Whiny, shitty, fucked up kids magically appeared (prior to this, they were actually ok to be around) and the rest of the evening is fucked up. The mother just exudes an aura of stressful energy and it's really hard to have around. Not to mention that she, in a well meaning kind of way, tries to tell me what the fuck to do and when the fuck to do it. I mean, really, i am old enough to wipe my own ass and blow my own nose. wtf.

And then she molly coddles her kids SO much it is fucked up. The kids were all sitting around and eating their dinner nicely with no help from us. In fact, they had been playing nicely all day without much supervision (like most NORMAL kids do) and she blows in and all of a sudden her two kids are like babies and need to be told how to eat, what to eat, when to eat, why to eat. and they start whining, crying, and being annoying little fuckers. It is fucked.

And after this shitty child screamed for a whole fucking hour (don't worry, i did not subject myself to this for the whole fucking hour, i told her when she stopped, i would come and talk to her and then left her in her room to scream, which she did, bellowing for close to an hour before deciding to stop at which point, i went in explained to her the situation and told her she was a silly child and had to grow up and stop acting like a brat. She agreed and went off to sleep nicely BUT she does this all the fucking time!) i really fucking do NOT want another one. i DO NOT want to procreate again because if this is the shit i'll have to deal with every day, i am NOT good with that. Not good with it at all! AND i don't want my darling daughter to pick up any of these shitty habits from these shitty kids. I will not be able to deal with it.

So stay tuned, my world is about to be fucked over for two weeks and fucking hell, i hope i get through it. Heading for the hills is starting to look really good to me right now!

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