I took an hour yesterday to clean up my room, everything, washed my clothes, sweep the floor, mop the floor, clean the ceiling fan, everything. So thinking to have my dinner after that, so I went to take a bath and get myself online and wrote some pay posts on my blogs. When time arrived, I went to the kitchen thinking to have my dinner, it’s actually left over from lunch and only to find out the fucker put my meal there and ants were all over it!
And yet again, I did something stupid. I clean the fucking whole room and all that for the fucker (It’s the fucker house if you wonder), but what do I get? A meal with ants… Dude, I’m not going to be nice anymore, I had enough and I don’t think I can stand anymore. I won’t contribute anything to this house anymore, not even my own room, I will leave my room there and see how dirty it’ll get and most importantly, let it be!
For the computer table, day by day I’m feeling uncomfortable with it. Don’t know why, maybe due to the fact that this is a soft table (Small and plastic made) which shaking every time I type on my newly bought keyboard 
I want (Or demand) a better computer table now! But… Where to get one?
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