when things get too hot to handle...

Thinking positive thoughts may take too much effort when one is surrounded by so much negative things. I know I am not the goody-goody person others pretend to be but I really do try to think as many positive thoughts as I can.

Then again in this dog-eats-dog world, survival of the fittest is the name of the game. When I was younger, I didn’t mind roughing it out with anybody who gets in my way. But as the years go by, I realized I’d rather channel my energy to things that would make me laugh. In other words, I learned to coast along the way.

At times when I want to end somebody’s life (I am not suicidal, bear this in mind), I train myself to look at the ceiling and breathe deeply. I then count from one to ten before I try to smile (even if there’s nothing to smile about). The art of self-control is something I have learned late in life but it does not mean that I do not practice it often. In fact, I practice it every single day, considering.

The reason why this piece of writing is actually coming out is because I am soooo pissed off. To my mind, you have no right to demand too high from somebody if you do not give any kind of support. That said, I want to go home already and read a book. I’ll be more productive and less murderous then.