So long never blog.
Suddenly feel so emo after a bad day. Just a bad day. Reminds me of that unreasonable taxi driver this afternoon! What the hell. He insisted on going his way when we told him to make a left turn. I seriously can't stand people who always think that they are right. Frankly, he simply doesn't accept the truth. When I know I'm in the wrong, I will keep quiet for awhile. "Maybe I'm wrong", this thought will cross my mind. But he's damn stubborn!!! VERY!!!
When I told him that, Uncle, we go through the same road everyday, we don't know meh...
Small road traffic light faster one, and mostly it's green light unless got pedestrians...
You know what did he reply to snook me with?
"If I don't pick you all up, you all will still be waiting at the roadside la!"
"How much is the difference, deduct la!"
Wtf! Does he mean we can't afford that few cents. I'm not somebody who will pick on that few bucks. So, don't fucking use that attitude. I simply have no time to waste. Bastard Unreasonable Old Man! Fuck.
You just made me so mad, I can feel the heat up to my neck, up to my head as if it's gonna burst!!!
Don't know, I can feel my temper. As much as I really want to control myself, I can't. I'm trying. Really hard. Be it at work or at home. Nobody will ever understand my feelings. I feel like going to the beach to SHOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SCREAMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could have force the tears out right now. Too much toxic. Maybe I just need to shed some tears. I feel so emo now. I'm having such extreme mood swings. I hate that feeling. Why can't I control myself. Why can't I feel happy everyday, every moment.
Why can't I keep my feelings all? Or pour out every single feeling?
I really hate to talk to people so rudely, but is that the way I actually express my feelings? I don't wanna shout at my dad, but I hate the fact that he's so senile now. Such nice man like him, the outcome shouldn't be this way. The world is never fair. NEVER!
Can I have a manual to control my temper? To quit smoking?
Who am I before? When I was young? I'm a loner. Probably that's the stage I started to know what is emo. People like me, why would we wanna start being sociable, talkative and expressive? Why? How did I started drinking, talk to strangers? Still I'm not comfortable with talking to just any Tom, Dick and Harry. Ultimately, I still prefer people who are close to me, to be close to me. I really love the people who are around me now. My life pillars. Thanks.
Some time to sort out my thinking before I come back to this blog.
