It was somehow stupid, and I got all mad with my mom for something that's not worth mentioning. Cause the something that's not worth mentioning is completely nothing to make a fuss out of.
And so, I just talk to her about it. God, I'm feeling rather ashame with my own actions. I don't know where does this incident place me.
"When you are angry, look at your surroundings."
An advise, sure as hell I would heed it. It somehow kickstart all those angry moments I had in the past. And wow, I have that negative aura in the air. ):
Hmm, it's true that some said, or maybe all, that I'm not who I am when I'm angry. An alter ego? Plausible to the thought, but I oppose it.
It makes me feel all hypocritical. Those "words of wisdom" whom I share with people and being that mellow chap sort of backfired. I mean, who doesn't get angry but it sort of degrades your dignity as a person. And you know how we, majority, tend to judge by first impression. Be it friends for years or months, when you blow your top = you are bad.
Sheesh, this feeling incite an inner battle within self. Façade of a relatively-frustrated man? Maybe. It must be the Mee Goreng. Till then. (:
p/s: we are humans after all.