| Oh %&$!?#. |
[Jul. 2nd, 2006|06:12 pm] |
My brother's only gone and lost the charger for my (extremely expensive birthday present) video camera. He knows and I know that he was the last one to use it-- but he keeps insisting that I must have moved it somewhere (God knows what my motive is supposed to have been!) and being so bloody patronizing... doing that slow clap and talking to me in his most f**king infuriating baby-voice: "Oh, well done, Caroline!" Aargh! I want to strangle that boy. Not only does he steal from me, but he can't admit when he uses my stuff and then loses it! It's not even as if it's the first time... a while back mum found a ruined tape of mine from the camera hidden in his underwear drawer. And there have been other times. I just wish he would admit to it and make an attempt to find it, instead of glancing briefly in places I've already searched and then saying that I must have lost it!! >.<
(Edited to star out language-- sorry about that.) |
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