the thing about me these days is that i have a terrible way of coping with the bar. no, i don't talk on my own during those awkward moments when no words need be spoken. and no, i don't disappear from the face of the earth for a time to unwind my cerebral muscles. the thing is, to cope with the stress, i unashamedly lash out on people around me. yes, i shout at the top of my lungs with the slightest provocation from anyone. like an infuriated debater, i am quick to say shut up to anyone who has any problem whatsoever to whatever it is that i think. most of the times, i think i am the master of the universe and no one, absolutely no one, is permitted to contradict me. which of course inevitably results to a quick fight with anyone stupid enough to stay out of my way.
argh, what the heck am i doing?
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