Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Excuse me?
What now.Another temper on the rage.
Just because I said, "Sorry I am rushing."
And I am sorry I did not accept your invitation to view something in the room. My bad?
Yes, I admit. I am stressed-out. I am a workaholic. Even when I am cooking lunch I am worrying about my exam. I am not like you, okay. You show stress in a different way. I show it in a different way. Don't change the way I am to suit your likings. It doesn't mean that everyone can tolerate your whims and fancies all the time.
I just said, "Sorry I am rushing."
And you got upset because of that, and threw a temper, shut the door in my face.
I have to be angry at this. I want to be angry at this.
You know, I didn't shout at you and say "SORRY LA....I AM RUSHING!!!!"
What the hell is your problem, girl.
I am sorry. I don't feel like talking to you for the day. I need to go study Biology anyway. I am not apologizing because it is not my fault.
You were sensitive. Go sort that out.
