Silent Wrath

Dull Wednesday,

My emotion been riding roller coaster past few day, jolting from one thing that pissed me off to another. I always believe that patience has no limit. Everytime we think we are patient enough life will teach us another higher limit of patience. That's what I exactly I've been trained from time to time. It's perplexing for people I guess but I am someone very patient and yet very impatient. When there's a lot of things that test my patient, you don't see my anger as I keep it in silent wrath. 

 

First. Late arrival of my ring order. It supposed to take 7-10 days for custom order until delivered to me, but apparently it took 18 days and without any notice from the seller about my order and I can't contact them either. Just yesterday I had the call telling me that their internal system is broke down and all the data is all lost. They asked me for my detailed order then they'll check if my order is considered done. It is, thankfully. I just need to wait couple more days until it arrived.

Second. I met this man in a prayer room twice at that day. I met him couple of times before because we are in the same building. I am not typical who likes to go in a pack in everything, mostly I like being alone and thus give man a bigger chance to approach me most of the times for small talks. But I don't do talks especially to strangers. Later then, he asked me a phone number and a blackberry PIN which I don't bring any gadget that day. He insisted to ask a phone number, so for the sake of friendly personality I gave him my number. He text his blackberry PIN and asked me to add his, I did so. The annoying part was begin, he started to ask whether I already went home or not, I am not someone who hang around my gadget all the time so I didn't reply him and cause him PING! me all the time. Note: I hate people who chat through bbm with PING! unless it's my boss and my family for urgent matter or for bad-signal sake. I finally get it that he's trying to flirt and yet I hate it with the PING! PING! PING! bbm because I didn't reply his bbm. I have an advice for men or women who want to approach for new people, see their right or left finger, OBSERVE if she or he is wearing a WEDDING RING. That's how foreign people-and I-usually do in order to know our place. Telling him I am married is easy but I don't like the idea of how he annoyed me to the place I'd do the same. I am not a good speaker so once people annoyed me, it's not gonna nice what I they might to hear, so most of the times I keep in silent but yet make a necessary action by removing his contact from my bbm list. I did remove some people from my friend list if they have annoying traits.

Third. The things that test my patient the most is I got my other blog SUSPENDED! in violation on terms and services. I was in a very good mood and happy because November is National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) so I made my self at least one post a day in my other blog. I have myself in passion in writing, some of them are even have theme that encourage me and push me to write something new. I wrote about Paradise-Bali and put some links that have direct access to Bali tourism, apparently I think one of the links I put make me through the Terms and Services violation. It shocked me. Make me pale and angry. I supposed to follow my heart to write about something else, but I insisted. I asked for help to the customer service to help me get my blog back but until today they didn't give me the answer for at least ease my mind. I need my blog back :(

Fourth. I hate it when it come to deal with credit division from bank. They made no clear things to do or to sign and made me to work twice or three times at that. I hate it every time from their side telling the sooner the better. Yet you gave so fucking mislead information. I experienced it with couple banks but this really cost me a lot.

There's the fifth and sixth and seventh and eighth I've been dealing with things that cost me patience. I don't know. Grumbling around and spit it out to other people won't change anything in me but at least writing will. Writing is my therapy. 

.Cheers.