I couldn't make out why my feet were freezing since morning. I had the heating on, and I wrapped up my legs in a blanket while I was at the computer and had a pair of nice woolen socks on while I was tidying up.
It turns out now that the moron of a cousin I have left the ventlight open. And he isn't even at home! Why does he need airing the living-room for so many bloody hours? It's 10 degrees outside. Not the middle of July with it's 40.
I strongly believe that he did it on purpose as he would have certainly wished me no good. Since I told him he was useless and he was an ungrateful huge beast cuz he was talking to my Dad the way he usually did and was behaving like that.
I mean, he's almost 28 and he still lives with us. With me and Dad. He's been living here since he finished his Military Service 8 years ago (since then Mum moved to Italy and my sister got married and moved out) and now I have to cope with an unintelligent bad-tempered over-grown man who is quite unluckily blood-related to me. I've got so many much more nicer cousins (even second cousins), why couldn't any of them move in with us? :S
Well, he'll be 28 next January. Meantime he haven't done anything worth his age so far. No house of his own, no car, no wife, no children, no savings and no future plans. NOTHING.
I know I am being too harsh, but I just don't like his comings and goings like it's not a house, but a hotel with no bills to pay. Just get me right - I don't want his bloody money, I just want him to save them up and spend on something worthy. Not just waste on girls and gambling.
Now I've got a sore throat. Not good.
No comments:
Post a Comment