Irritable Me

The last couple of days, I was sort of looking for a fight. Well, I was still my usual happy self but deep inside of me, I was itching for a fight. I was so irritable. Every little single thing, I seem to mind. Sometimes, I do have a point but then again, I need not argue it to the point of squashing it to a pulp.

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Running across my mind while I was in a conference and listening to the presentations:

"Why didn't this guy put his presentation in a landscape format??? He should use up all the space in the screen!"

"Who chose the color of his texts??? It's neon green! He should have known better than to put a neon green there!" (Later, I realized that there was a problem with the projector itself. I was already calm at that time so I did not rant and say something about having a back-up projector.)

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From a text message:

I texted someone "I miss you" because I did. I received no reply. So I forgot about it.

After two days, a reply arrived: "You miss me? Why is that?"

BONK! I was so mad! Hello, it's a feeling! Do I have to explain every single thing I feel?! Is this person sooo dense?!

Oh well, irrational, I know.

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The other day, I was at a friend's advance Christmas party. As I've brought my camera with me, I took lots of pictures. The next day, after I finished downloading the pictures, we noticed that there were a lot of pictures taken of this one guy from our office. I realized that the guy was always asking me to take his picture. Since I didn't mind at all, I did and naturally, he got a lot of pictures from my camera. For me, it was really nothing but there's this another guy who's been maliciously implying something else, something like me liking this guy. At first, I really didn't mind at all but he kept on repeating phrases like

"oh, i bet you really like him... i'd bet you liked taking his pictures... etc."

Well, he just didn't know me at all! Once, twice, I can take any jokes but when said maliciously, I'm sorry but I'll hit back at you and that is what I just did. Know what I said?

"What is it to you anyway? Maybe you are just jealous because I took his pictures and not yours. Or maybe you just wanted to be the one to take and keep the pictures, huh?!"

Oh! That and my raised eyebrow shut him up! I hate guys like that! More gossip than females.