I know i shouldnt be blogging right now. It's like 1.30am and I have an exam tomorrow, but what the heck. I always have the urge to blog but never really did because I'm either busy or nowhere near any computer. So by the time I'm free to blog, I lost all my inspiration. Like now.
I wanted to blog so badly just now because I had things to rant about but I told myself to switch on my computer only after I'm done with my notes. See.. now I totally lost it. So I'm just going to write whatever that comes to mind. Hence, I predict that this post is not going to make much sense. Brace yourself for nonsense.
People usually find me calm and composed and good-natured, hardly throwing much temper. I admit I'm pretty easy-going, I dont ask for much and I'm pretty fine with anything. But I do get upset too, more often than I want to actually, I just dont show it. I just let others do as they wish because I dont want to make a scene. Dont get me wrong, I'm not afraid of pissing other people off. I just dont like arguments and try my best to avoid it. Less arguments = less trouble for me.
Sometimes I wonder if that's healthy. Should I behave like other girls and go on whining and complaining about everything that upset them? Maybe it is healthier to get things off your chest but I just cant seem to do that. I tend to keep things to myself, maybe I dont trust people easily or maybe I think my problems are silly and they'll go away after some time or maybe I dont see a point in telling people about it.
I have a problem. My anger is really short-lived. The average time span of my anger is 1 hour. It has never last passed 2 days. It's so easy to make me forgive and forget. It's a serious problem. I have to stop being such a nice person.
Sheena complained that I'm an ice queen. I'm so unemotional and cold, that I dont understand people's feelings. I do. I understand why people feel sad and happy and everything because I feel that way too. It's just that sometimes their reasons for feeling so dont make sense to me. I think it's probably due to my nature, I tend to take things easy and thus, seldom get upset over minor things. Or maybe I didnt try hard enough to place myself in their shoes. I have no idea. I do want to understand how others feel ('cause I realise that the majority of people are emotional and I'm the minority so I really need to do something about it), but it's really tough sometimes.
I try to be patient and understanding, lending them a listening ear. But most of them hate to hear my advice or opinions. Like what sheena and yiling said, they'll look for me when they need me to shake them out of their delusions. Because I tell them the painful truth, the truth that they already know but refuse to admit. I'm afraid that I'm not one of those friends who join them in complaining about how the world mistreat them and we should join hands to fight against the world.