Why I Hate My Life (Chinese New Year)

chinese traditions..
jst yesterday i was cleaning out my house and repeatedly the thought that echoed through my mind was:
"I wish I had a time machine,
so I can go back in frigging time to fuck the shit out of the bitch who created this spring cleaning tradition"
I mean who the hell created that stupid tradition? The god of cleaning detergents? "I think I'll make some tradition... so i can make more money by selling detergents through my company: ho ho clean ah!"

DOUBLE U TEE EFFF

bt resonating deep within the well of emotion that constitutes the soul of my body, is the necessity to believe in an outer force that has works of unorthodox powers on the environment in which i live in. but then again, why the fck do we have to clean shit up every new year, and not other times? wouldnt it make more sense to develop a tradition where we periodically clean shit up not at one big fucking go??

i mean its like taking a fcking dump. you dont want to hold that shit in, you want to let go! i mean its gonna be hard and painful after u hold it in.. what the fck man.

no offense to my race bt its fucking ridiculous. i pride myself as a chinese man, i mean im so chinese that i wait by auto-parking meters for someone to drop their change, and when they do i reach for it with that gleam in my eye and say "my preciousss!" but cleaning shit up is ridiculous. this is why we hire indonesian maids to do the shit for us : D

bt come to think abt it, it wasn't that bad. I mean scrubbing shit away can actually reduce stress. halfway through scrubbing porch i found myself gibbering away, saying "fuck off dirt! run from my opressive broom! muahahaha! BEHOLD THE BROOM OF OPPRESSION! BE OPPRESSED DIRT AND SHIT"

hmm.. mybe come to think abt it some more, maybe sniffing laundry detergent isnt good for the mind... nor drinking 3 cups of coffee
bt im hyper anyways
ah well