Assalamualaikum, friends...

Of all the things that I hate to do, or affiliated with, in this short-span life of mine, is to get angry at people. I hate to vent out my frustration on people and things people do because I deeply believe that no-one is perfect, people are meant to make mistakes once in a while, be it willingly or not. And mistakes, are mostly forgiven and excused. But when it happens way too often, it irked me. I feel like those group of people who keep on repeating the same mistakes over and over again without even a twitch are blatantly rude, and should be severely punished for their ignorance. But still, because of my nature of keeping a cool head, the most severe punishment I could impose on those people is only verbal, and maybe, sometime, a wave of one-finger-salute if they really manage to get on my nerves >:) .

It is not that I never really get angry as in 'ragingly mad', is just that I always try to think at least twice before I ever turn green (green as Incredible Hulk *wink). In this life, I can vividly recall three occasions where I really get mad at people. All three occasion left a very sour taste on my relationship with people, not to mention the mental and physical abuses inflicted on them... and me myself. I regret entirely all those misconduct of mine, I shouldn't have vent my anger at them, but I just couldn't hold back. I yelled at my mum once (totally regret that),..., I punched my junior in college, twice on the stomach.., poor him (theft interrogation session, but still manhandled him is wrong)... and I almost get into a fight with my closest Uni-time buddy for a very stupid reason. I snapped, and I regret it till this very moment. It is not my character, although I must admit, having a little Bugis blood in me meant I am capable of turning really green (greener than Hulk, I suppose) if I allow myself to. Bugis is generally known for their strong will and bravery, and madness (they are the famous pirates and the hired-man around, for centuriesl).

Ever since that last incident in Uni, I had never snapped anymore. I like to think of it as a blessing. It helps me to understand who is the person underneath this flesh and blood, and how to deal with it. I've learnt to deal with my anger, learnt how to keep a very cool head when things doesn't goes my way, and I've learnt to express my anger in a more positive manner. I play bowling, computer games, even started to work-out in the gym on a regular basis, doing just about anything to divert my anger and raging impulses. It seems to pay dividend nowadays, all this anger management thingy, when I stumble upon all kind of shits and unfair treatment in my personal life. I have been very calm and collected, even in the cases where my ego has been squashed and smashed beyond repair. To some of my friends, I've now officially being labeled as "weird"... well I'll take that as a compliment. It take some kind of uniqueness to be label as weirdo, hence I am proud of it,... it means I am not being fake or trying to be someone that I am not. It is a very good thing actually, at least I could save a few ringgit on clothes by not turning green, ahahahah :) .

Well, that's it. A little insight of 'who is ME'. The Weirdo.

Have a nice day, everyone.

Wassalam.