Tantrum

It’s one of the behavior we used to call when a child show off his or her frustration. There are loud tantrums: throwing things, kicking, crying and yelling the daylights of their parents. Silent tantrum: still throwing things and the crying but the stare from their eyes and the sulkiness of their mouth. Yeah, for the first few minutes it is kinda cute but if lasted for few hours now that’s something.
But I am not here to discuss of how cute or annoying handling a child tantrum. We are here to discuss of how grown-ups can show 1 heck of a tantrum. Today one of my colleagues was really mad when she found out that she comes in early for work..well I told her to relax but no, instead she said no and that she can’t relax, she has to inform the babysitter. And here comes the silent tantrum minus the crying and a few moments later minus the silence (she began to throw things (like her handphones which she already said that a bit broken) around her). Well I figured yeah u have to pay the babysitter more (1 hour only mah) but u still can ask the boss to release you early. It’s not that we haven’t done that. Or you can call anyone at the work place to see what time you actually have to work the day before. And after 1 hours not only that she express her ‘heartaches’ about have to get up early, pay the babysitter more, we also heard all the ‘bitterness’ that she have to endure whether it is directly link or not to her current problem. This is why we feel that children tantrum is cute and annoying but adults’ tantrum is plain annoying. Children will only express one bitterness at one time but adult will~~well u know right.

One things for sure, I will try to distant myself from the adult that throwing tantrum. That situation is just unhealthy for my brain and ear. Not that I’m a saint or against people who do that but please try rethink the situation silently. Maybe it wasn’t worth the energy to throw that nasty tantrum at all. 

Songs in my head:

1. Get out of my head - Ashley Simpson

2. Disturbia - Rihanna

How do you like to be treated?

Treat others just like the way u wanting to be treated by them.. That what my mom always says.. but these days, you can't really expect that it will happen..that for instant what i experienced in the train few days back..(yeah..another 'train-story')..
Well like most days, the train was very packed.. so as the train was aproaching station 'S', a lady was trying to make her way to the door..so we were giving way, but as expected, when the train stopped and as soon as the door opened, people who were already packing in front of the door were jamming and forcing themselves (or with the 'help' of others behind them) to go into the train..so this one guy spoke loudly (not screaming la), saying that there's someone wanting to go out, in a way to help the lady..But poor poor guy, he in return get squashed between the lady and those incoming passengers.. Poor guy can't hardly breath (i think)..
So it is clearly that we only can hope that some how others will treat people the way that they wanted themselves to be treated..it is such a shame that we feel little respect and consideration from our society today..we may feel that doing these (respect and consideration) can't always be rewarded or recognized by others but hey, doing good deeds from the heart are the fruit of our souls..if by any means these aren't not convincing, well one word for you.. KARMA..remember it ..karma..

My mornings...

Nowadays living life is like living in battle fields.. Endless gunshots, swords fighting, fist fighting etc etc.. Winners or loser all are greatly wounded..

Now lets take it to life here..1st battle fighting with all will power to get up and end up spraying my ankle..OUCH!! Next and probably the most bloody battle field (well for me la..for now) getting into the ktm. Huiyoh!!! Damn hard!! All the people pushing u until once I experienced I was literally lifted up and pushed into the train. No kidding (I’m not that heavy mah), and free free get yelled by a 'lady' (yalah should we call a lady lady when she freely shouting u in public???) and being accused of trying to get into the train when u can't help but being pushed into the train..what battle..

But all of these time i would imagine the faces of all the passengers was like all of the ancient warriors (hehehe) trying to get a piece of land or treasures (hahaha).. With all the scars and blood and the sweat while in real life all wearing lovely2, perfume and all that (HAHAHAHHA).. hehehe that's why i can still smile even I was squash between two large guys with ehem own aroma of morning breath..

Yeah.. What mornings i often have.. I would really love to drive to work but with all the oil’s price drama, it's really getting into my nerves even if i am not paying for them (yet), I would rather spend 1 hour of my morning battling for the train.. Yeah 1 hour.. Thanks to the irregular train schedule and the 'warriors'.. But thanks for my wild imagination, my morning life is getting less battles scars..

my eyes

is the window to my soul..if u can get the window and shutter and curtain to open..we always question of how we can't understand our loved ones, friends, or a stranger..we try to look into their eyes but hard to even feels a little bit connected to them..

now lets us ponder how a child would act..they will often look into your eyes trying to get your approval or just trying to get u to do something for them..the way they look into our eyes is the utmost comforting feeling to the soul (well my soul la)..because they sincerely looking at us..sincerely wanting us to love them and know them..maybe we should be like them..sincerely looking at others without judging..just simply wanted to love and be loved.

but nevertheless, i feel life would be a bit more interesting when the 'curtain' is less transparents with just enough to get a glimpse of the soul..