I posted last night about how I was essentially in an emotional state that could easily be compared to a woman on her cycle (although men themselves have a period as well, just over a more expanded period — no pun intended— of time and without the bleeding). This worsened this morning. I basically chewed out my brother for the silliest of reasons.
This morning, I was parking in the parking lot at CSUN and I parked wrong because the shade blocked my vision of the lines. I asked my brother to check to see if I was in the lines. He begrudgingly and lazily checked and said I was in. I wasn’t. Fortunately, I didn’t trust him because I wasn’t in the lines. I adjusted my car while he walked off to the Bookstore Complex at CSUN. Then, as we were watching the TV they had on, which was showing Good Day LA (I know. I didnt watch it by choice). There was this girl on there who from my vantage point looked 40 thanks to her hairdo. Nick, my brother, said she was hot. I called him crazy because I thought she was 40. We got into a huge argument about it. My brother called the argument stupid and interrupted me every time I try speaking. If you want me to punch you, its intentionally interrupting me every time I try speaking. I then went ballistic on him for the whole parking fiasco. I was pissed because he could have made me get a ticket for double parking. Turns out my view was wrong, the girl was closer to 20. But still, it showed my high irritability.
I then posted on Facebook about my newly quick temper. My temper had not been this quick at least since 10th grade, but I’m willing to bet it was way before that.
I then went to some sort of Bible Study thing with the Christian group I hang out with. We just read the genealogy stuff from Matthew (Matthew 1 to be exact) and read the footnotes. It really tied everything from the Old Testament to the New Testament. I’m not biblical scholar by any means, but I believe the presence of God calmed me down. I’ve been somewhat less moody since then and I think that the word of God helped.
Later, as I was going to English, I saw one of the fraternity brothers in the hallway. He read my Facebook status. He told me to calm down and breathe deep. He said this lightheartedly. As crazy as it sounds, this actually calmed me down. It somehow put my temper in perspective. It made me realize that I was getting worked up over silly things. Don’t ask me how. Probably wasn’t the intention at all. But somehow in my head, it triggered something that calmed me down even more.
I then decide to drive home on the freeway. It took me an hour to get home after dropping off Jesse, which is easily a 20 minute drop in time of commute. This greatly pleased me.
I have no homework. I was able to relax. That was the perfect medicine to calm down.
go for a run…it soothes me fosho.
