the good bad Wednesday

i don't have the patience of a nun. i made fight easily.  my face connotes the feeling i have. i have no control over my temper. i spurn all the ideas that sounds irrelevant to me. i can eat you alive when i am angry. i used the high shrill tone that people mistakenly thought as a sign of massacre, and that is the trait of my mom that i loathe

but i am all better now. it took a little effort and moment to calm me down. as long as everything turned out fine,  i'll be putting smile and making lame crazy jokes with weird giggling sounds i have.

as i told, this week is the "Stressest Week" ever. with many many many little things to do, i have no choice but to remain on the boat together with everyone else. this is the boat that i chose to ride on, though it led to somewhere else different, i believe it promises me brighter future and better chances.

and here some notes to the person i can't say this directly to her face, stop taking me for granted. if you are disinterested in doing all these petty labour works in organizing an event, you can move your ass off. on the first place, i shouldn't even bother to offer you a place. you made zero effort to place yourself within the clique. i wonder whether you were sincerely agreed to join or merely trying to be nice to me.

if working in a team is such a hateful thing to you, just be transparent and say it directly, you want to leave the team. i have no right in keeping you in if you were labeled as an anonymous lazy-tard. it just that, you should be decisive in choosing the path you want. looking at your reluctant face while doing that little responsibilities, made me feel guilty. am i forcing you hard?  but decision was in your hands.

at 2.45 in the morning and i am still awake. i planned to write a paragraph only, but end up quite a lengthy. but i am in the mood! still, class at nine in the morning tomorrow, and tomorrow is just another busy day.  sooooo get prepared and get some sleep, okay! 

adieu and farewell.