Showing posts with label blame. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blame. Show all posts

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Anger

anger is a very common emotion n i believe that all ppl in the world had ever felt angry before.
but what makes the difference of anger among ppl is the way they face the anger itself. there r ppl who r just cry loudly to express their anger, there r ppl who will throw things away to express their anger, the others probably will express their anger to other ppl for instance by punching someone.
yet, the point of being angry is all the same, for a self-defense. if someone blames u, there's no way u would just shut ur mouth up n listen to all his/her complains. of course u will defend urself with thousand ways n finally it comes to ur last weapon, ANGER. as i've said, the signs of being angry isn't always punching someone.
so the conclusion is, don't be afraid of getting angry since it's a normal emotion. being angry won't make u become an evil person anyway. but angry is no longer a normal emotion if u express it in a very violent way or horrible way like burning ur friend's house, or killing someone, or whatever. choose a good thing to express it from now, so if u get angry in the future, ur brain will have directed u to express ur anger in a good way.
so control ur anger, don't let ur anger controls u!

Friday, April 30, 2010

A Little Fatal Mistake

I'd just made a little mistake I guess. I used to call my dad when I'd gone home to ask him to pick me up, but this morning I didn't do that. My mom told me that dad and mom will go to a bank at 11 o'clock. My school was over at 11 o'clock. I decided not to call my dad because I know he can't come, then I decided to go home by pedicab. I didn't know that I was about to make a little but serious problem.
When I arrived at home, my mom called and asked why didn't I call dad. I said that I'm pretty sure that he'll be unable to come because I was going home at 11 o'clock. It was so terrible to know that my dad was at my school at the time I went home and he waited for me. He must be very mad at me. I guess it's not my fault although I'd made wrong prediction, but it seems that mom and dad blame me so much of this. Mom also said that the car that was used to pick me up was scratched somewhere. Well, somehow, it's probably my mistake too. Hope dad will forgive me.