Apple or?

Have always been my favorite fruit however lately I had refused to eat it and developed a phobia when Apple tried to force feed me with an apple...a little confusing here but let me introduce, Apple is her (labeled) name and my favorite fruit is apple, get it? 2 different worlds. As I was doing my house cleaning today working around the kitchen and came about a bowl-full of apples which I bought 2 weeks ago. Coming to think about it, I must have been avoiding them so badly that I didn't even noticed them there before. Took a closer look and realized that they are starting to rot. Great and what? Am I over with apples now or am I over with Apple? We'll see to that.

Lots been happening since apple moved in and the list keeps adding up. Not worth mentioning the pettifoggings like her ass is either stuck sitting at the dining or on her bed, not cleaning up after meals or clean anything at all, in fact even noticed she does not do her laundries..... Today, I called up her ex whom had left her here with me telling him that I've had enough and she's got to go. The surfaced little prima-donna attitude with her strings of weird and simply dirty habits around the house had got into my head. God help me, but I've tried to put up as much as possible until the final straw when missy Apple came home at 4am on friday night, drank, lost her key, banging at the door causing my dogs to bark madly, gotten me worried and wft was that? I got up to find up that it's dear Apple. Now i wont even bother to use a better word other than 'mad' to describe how I felt that night. It's indescribable. Without further warning...holy shit...Apple turned into a friggin Merlion and god knows what she's had for dinner. Not a good sight, rated R50 (not suitable for the weak hearts and elderly) that even Westie and Siaobai went running for their lives. Just what I need at 4 am and guess who did the cleaning up emptied an almost a litre of disinfectant. Scrubbing, rinsing x 10 more times away till my fingers hurts turned numb and wrinkly. I could force a tear out right there and then. Sorry was what i got the next morning, speechless though I'm screaming like crazy inside and could feel the cringe on my face still hanging there since the scrub and rinse just hours ago. The only sympathetic look I could see was from my lovely dogs. I refused to talk to Apple as I'm consciously aware of how mad i was/am that any more interaction is gonna to cause an eruption somewhere, somehow on someone. I needed to go out get distracted, anywhere, anyone, just to be away. So one would think that everything ends it here when ta-daaaa.....it happened again back to back nights. Must bad timing always falls at the right time? This is seriously wrong, wrong, wrong! Who would expect to have spare disinfectants for the "just in case"? damn it! My anal side had gotten the better of me with a solution of floor bleach+clothes bleach=hell a lot of bleaches. Emptied. For a while, i felt like i was going to faint and turned blind due to the smell and the sting of perfect bleach mix. Just my friggin arse luck with Apple from hell.

Get real, consciously? How could anyone be so irresponsible for their own doings, haven't we learnt that when it comes to getting drunk, do not giving yourself or others trouble. Period. Obviously not for some. Be conscious and responsible for crying out loud. My sympathy for Apple had came to point of "lose respect for yourself and lose respect from me!". My weekend's basically filled with anger, Apple's rotten and rejected substances from her contaminated stomach, bleaches and disinfectants. Merlion sight is simply bizarre. Who's to blame when my attitude had turned towards other end, pretty obvious that it's written all over me, it better be.

I've never had such bad experience living with someone. Or could it be just me? Then again, why am i responsible to look after her? We're not even close, we're not family, we're not friends so to speak. She was trying to be nice today, but Apple, i just wanted to say, I'm sorry. Now it's too late.

Rewinding back to today's morning after scene with an ultimate closing finale when Apple walked out of her bedroom in an innocently like princess wannabe asked "what's that smell?" .....Fark! I said to him, I want her out and when are you back? Tuesday? Tuesday that is!