Let me start this with a question: why! are the Indians bad egg?

(I'm not aiming at all the Indians in the world and I’ve no racial discrimination against Indians.) You know what, I'm not a person who like to start a fight OR a quarrel with anybody without any reasons, because I don't think it's needed. Using up my saliva to scold a rascal is totally the stupiest way to do! If you don't bother me, you'll be alright; if you bother me, you'll probably be safe; if you bother me when I'm on the height of anger, you'll leave your lung behind!

I'm really mad with someone today! (Well, she doesn't know I was in the mood of tired and sleepy.) I was sending six OR seven dictionaries to my teacher's backseat with another Indian girl, following my teacher to her car. A bad egg was followed behind her, the Indian girl and started to talk to her all the way to the car, speaking Tamil all the time.

So I wasn't happy with their accent which I’ll never understand in my life after looking up the dictionary for an hour for the tough vocabulary paper. At about 1.00 afternoon, looking at the dizzy words was easy enough to make me feel sleepy. My mood changed from happy to moody. All of a sudden, I didn't know what happened, the bad egg knocked my head, TWICE without appologizing. As soon as she did that, I stared at her, showing a loathing face, never said a word. How could she do that, it's painful! She said, 'She asks me to do it!' And smile to me. 'Rubbish! Am I so close with you? I don’t want to play you girls.' I'm sure you'll say, what's the matter for a girl to knock you head? Well, the problem is, she does more than that without knowing she's done many bads to many people.

I was very angry with her action at once, but I didn't scold her. She'd be scared if I did so. I came back to my class and sat on my seat, teacher wasn't in, I looked at her, sharply. Listening to her continuous stream of empty chatter really tested my patience. At that moment, I couldn't think of how I was going to do if I didn't walk away, so I went to toilet. Just when I was about leaving, I saw my friend coming and I was told there're many people in the toilet, then I went back and waited, for some minutes. The longer I listened to her, the higher the rate I felt angry. But I knew I'd to control myself.

Then it was time when everybody going home, but I'd to stay back school for colouring and drawing work for my drama. As soon as I went down to my school hall, a little incident happened, it's a thing to do with some Indian rascals. This time, no one knocked my head again, no more Indian girls, but five Indian boys. They were playing flour or something, I don't know, it's like just had a war next to my class. And there's egg cracked on my friend's desk. It's nothing to do with me, of course, it's not my desk, not my class, and my friend felt disappointed with their action. I was feeling bad, I was just knocked by someone, and many unhappy things had been happening recently, quarrels, my friend was bullied, my friend is no more good friend with the other one, you know, the pressure, the strains, too many things came together at the same time.

At last, I couldn't bear of anything that happened next anymore, I burst into into a quarrel with them with my high tone of voice, 'WHO DID THIS? PLEASE CLEAN IT!' Just then I heard a few voices confusingly, 'I don't know, don't ask me.' 'Do you think I did that?' 'Is this your class? It's none of your business about that. Go away!' Then I could say nothing, before I went down to the hall, I asked a friend whom I've known since my primary school, an Indian guy from their group. He said, 'The Malay guys, I'm not sure, there was too confused to see who did it.' Then I just went down very agrily, black look.

I don't know what happened to me lately, it was just very stupid to argue with someone, especially the rascals. I'm just losing my right senses after listening to so many unhappy things from my friends, and I find myself changing, bad temper, full of anger and resentment. I'd better go and get some rest and some peace music to remain calm.

God, why do You creat stupid people?


6:04 PM

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First and foremost, I have never heard of the proverb your used as your title but I get your meaning.

Sometimes the mood of the people around you can affect you. Its like when I hang out a lot with my friend who is emo most of the time, I get emo easily too. It is just us humans to adapt to our environment. It could also be that you are getting PMS. Of course guys get them too, not only girls, under certain circumstances.

I have some nice classical music if you are interested. Drop me your email address in a note and I'll send them over.
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