Tuesday night. I'm in the middle of editing our documentary for our final output that has to be submitted the next day, my roommie stayed up late also for her report, I was doing perfectly fine until I inhaled cigar smoke coming from our dormmate next door. Since our room is not air-conditioned as theirs, cigar smoke infested our room. And naturally, it infested my nose as well. Now, we're a second-hand smoker! Grrrrr!!! And so, I got really pissed. I started yelling mean stuff, but not directly saying to them, screaming like a retard, suffocating myself with a pillow. I slept with that burden on my shoulders.
Wednesday morning. Woke up knowing that we have no classes on ReEd and Constitution, so I toasted two loaves of bread, made a choco-milk drink and watched movie. As I finished the movie, I went online and later did I find out that we have a class after all, not to mention we have quiz too! My temper level went to its highest rate. As I was scanning through my notes, I composed and sang songs for my ReEd professor, saying how I hate him, how bald he is, how he's ruining my life, blah blah blah. I recorded a video saying mean things about him. Tweeted that I hate him. Gnashed my teeth and clenched my fist because of hatred.
Thursday afternoon. After practicing my speech for Filipino class, got my towel, turned my music player on, turn the faucet on -- nothing comes out. Walang tubig!!! Not again! I yelled at my roommate saying "Joyce, walang tubeeeeg! Eeeeeh!!!" like a kid having tantrums because her Mommy doesn't want to buy her big lollipop. Got out of the shower room, and texted my Mom "Ma, ayoko na dito. Laging walang tubig. Nakakainis!" But in fact, that's the only time that the water was out. My Mom called and said that I should report it to our caretaker. I didn't talk to anyone that instance, including my roommate, for I was really mad. I just fetch water from a container outside our room, slammed the door and took a shower.
Those are just 'some' of my temper issues encounter. I feel awful while writing this entry. I bet readers find me arrogant, self-centered, and a monster. I'm usually not, yet I transform occasionally.
Wednesday morning. Woke up knowing that we have no classes on ReEd and Constitution, so I toasted two loaves of bread, made a choco-milk drink and watched movie. As I finished the movie, I went online and later did I find out that we have a class after all, not to mention we have quiz too! My temper level went to its highest rate. As I was scanning through my notes, I composed and sang songs for my ReEd professor, saying how I hate him, how bald he is, how he's ruining my life, blah blah blah. I recorded a video saying mean things about him. Tweeted that I hate him. Gnashed my teeth and clenched my fist because of hatred.
Thursday afternoon. After practicing my speech for Filipino class, got my towel, turned my music player on, turn the faucet on -- nothing comes out. Walang tubig!!! Not again! I yelled at my roommate saying "Joyce, walang tubeeeeg! Eeeeeh!!!" like a kid having tantrums because her Mommy doesn't want to buy her big lollipop. Got out of the shower room, and texted my Mom "Ma, ayoko na dito. Laging walang tubig. Nakakainis!" But in fact, that's the only time that the water was out. My Mom called and said that I should report it to our caretaker. I didn't talk to anyone that instance, including my roommate, for I was really mad. I just fetch water from a container outside our room, slammed the door and took a shower.
Those are just 'some' of my temper issues encounter. I feel awful while writing this entry. I bet readers find me arrogant, self-centered, and a monster. I'm usually not, yet I transform occasionally.
