I don't know why I tend to be extra sensitive these past few days. I don't recognized the word compromise anymore. I don't deal well to even the lightest aggravation. My heart itches to vented my anger every time thing didn't turned out the way I wanted it to be.
Yesterday, my resentment prolonged when Fuchy got hit. I just don't understand why people enjoyed knocking her bumpers. She was sitting idly on the parking lot for God sake. It would have been another hit & run for Fuhcy if the culprit wasn't chased by one of the uni staff. He tried to escaped but fortunately this staff whom I barely talk to saw the incident & quickly get on his bike...chased & warned the offender to come back to the cafe. Lucky he came back. Else; I would have made a police report as I already have the plate number & witnesses.
Thing happened for a reason I know. As much as I wanted to scream, I suddenly realized Allah made me went through this path to test me. With very very little patience left; I managed to hold back my anger. But that was only after I posted a status in my fb which I later regretted. And I removed the status few hours after getting my mind straight. Deal was made; I will send Fuchy to the workshop & that person will bear the cost.
I took his number & a picture of his driving license in case he ran away. When I found out that he is a student here, I feel sorry for him at first. As a student, the repair would cost him a bomb. But on second thought, I am glad this happened as I hope he will learn his lesson. He has to take responsibility for his actions. Never run away albeit how bad thing is.
This morning I sent Fuchy to the workshop. Headed to the cafe not knowing something more annoying awaited me. Things I dare not to be reminded. I decided to pour my anger by twitting. Mostly were rubbish. But I feel good instead of swearing; cursing...I have better way to channel out my frustration. Will be out of town tomorrow; to unwind the stress. Short getaway will do for now.