I get cranky easily. Nowadays. Even the slightest word or act irritates me so much. I'm a kind of don't like answering many questions (especially when the question sounds silly or provocative to me or the question is something about me that I didn't want to talk about it) when people asked me. Hence, I just hang the questions in the air. Too bad isn't it. This isn't really me. I just do that when I'm emotionally unstable. Speak good or remain silent. There's no good when I answer the question in a bad way.
One side of me blame the PMS. Yet, half of me believe it is not PMS. @-)
I just think... too many mountains toppled upon each other.
I just think... too many mountains toppled upon each other.
And I at last decided to detach myself. I went to a place where I used to spend entangling myself. I went to a place where people appreciate me. A place where people don't force me to do this and that. And place where people barely know how I react in my normal life. A place where people said to me, 'I'm gonna miss you when you're not here anymore' when I'm leaving.
I left all my 'normal' books. Only bring those I need to bring to school everyday. I left the internet. Except for certain emails and FB that I need to check every other day for maybe no more than 1 hours.
Well... it was a good try. Alhamdulillah. At least I don't get too cranky as before (I know there're still cranky part in me left of course). Just when I reached home, people aka housemates kept asking why I left home so long and roommate asking me whether I was mad (or take heart) with her. %-( There comes my cranky part again when people asked too many questions. I don't answer them. I just said to my heart, don't ask question that you're not ready to hear the answer. Heh. Sounds cruel.
There's a thin line between being honest and humiliate someone. And I know the line well. That's why I choose not to answer especially when I feel there is spark inside. Just keep fighting. On and on. Maybe this is the way Allah teaches me patience. I should learn the lesson well right.
Well... it was a good try. Alhamdulillah. At least I don't get too cranky as before (I know there're still cranky part in me left of course). Just when I reached home, people aka housemates kept asking why I left home so long and roommate asking me whether I was mad (or take heart) with her. %-( There comes my cranky part again when people asked too many questions. I don't answer them. I just said to my heart, don't ask question that you're not ready to hear the answer. Heh. Sounds cruel.
There's a thin line between being honest and humiliate someone. And I know the line well. That's why I choose not to answer especially when I feel there is spark inside. Just keep fighting. On and on. Maybe this is the way Allah teaches me patience. I should learn the lesson well right.
Oh yeah. I still don't know why I get cranky lately. To be honest, I didn't find it yet. Whatever the reason is, please pray I get my normal 'calm' self again. And pray for my exam after tomorrow.
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