shit

exhausted doesn't even begin to describe what i'm feeling right now. woke up early this morning with a major headache and i knew right away that today ain't gonna be a good day. oh yeah, of course i'm right. the day started off with me finding dishes in the sink left unwashed, a knife caked with chocolate bread spread that's deliberately left on top of a clean piece of cloth that i've washed the night before. moving on, i very nicely asked someone to refill the ink cartridges because heck, i need to print notes. well, i'd do it myself if i could. and i'm pretty sure that i'd mess things up, which i really don't want to, if i do it myself. so yeah. i asked for help. and what response do i get? well, can't you view it on your laptop? thankyouverymuch. he then proceeds very reluctantly to refill the bloody cartridges. i then have to deal with a very stubborn printer that refuses, REFUSES, to feed the paper in properly! and i've been sitting here on this stupid chair feeding the stupid papers in piece by piece for at least 2 hours and my butt is aching and my back is aching and does anyone give a shit? nooooooooooope. then it suddenly hit me that it's time to prepare dinner. got someone to marinate the pork. tough. it's still frozen...... okay. soak it up i say. that's what he did. and here i am still printing shit from the fucked up printer and it's been an hour since.... i think. it most definitely felt like it and no one made the move to check whether the meat is ready. and not long ago, i realized that the skin for the dumpligs are still frozen. no one bothered to take it out of the bloody freezer. why is it that NO ONE seems to bloody care?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i'm tempted to just sit here and pretend nothing is going on and see who is the 1st one to realize that dinner hasn't been prepared. oh yeah... i would love to. but fuck. i don't want to go hungry tonight. and with someone with a gastric problem, i don't want to eat dinner later than it already is. today is another fucked up day for me. AGH!