Challenge 7: Outrage

1. What outrages you? (Wake Forest)

I am human. I cannot always control my emotions and the way I express them. I can be funny if I want to. I can be understanding when my friends need me. I can be attentive if something interests me. I can laugh till I have to pee. I can cry if I see someone else (whether it be in a movie or in real-life) crying. I can feel guilty if I do something wrong. However, with tearful eyes, I can be angry too.

I get angry when I drop something in the narrow space between my cupboard and bed, and as I try to get it out, I hurt myself. As tears of pain swell up in my eyes, I try to stop the flood of swear words rushing out of my mouth.

I get angry when people don't listen. I try to say something important, something worth hearing, but they just go on and on about how their lives are so miserable and pathetic. I shut my mouth, turn around, and leave.

I get angry when people keep talking to me while I am trying to get some work done. They don't understand that I have a deadline to meet. I look at them, nod a few times, and try my best to politely tell them that I have something important to do.

I get angry when I cannot put the thread through the needle. When I try to push it against the needle, if bends another way and refuses to go through the hole. I cut the tip out and try again, or give it to somebody who can do it better.

I get angry when I have to go to the toilet to pee after I am warm and comfortable under my covers. I swear at my darn biological emergencies and either try to sleep it off or grudgingly drag myself to the bathroom.

I get angry when I see people, who can walk and talk perfectly, just walk by the woman who has got not legs and has to move around on a square piece of wood with wheels. I shut my eyes, send my prayers to whoever is receiving them, dig out some change from my pockets, and drop them in her thin hands.

I get angry when people chuck their plastic bottles down the khud because they claim that they are too lazy to drop in into the trash can. I try to talk some sense into them, but more than that, I myself avoid throwing trash into the wilderness, in hopes of being a good role-model.

I get angry when even dorm parents leave all the lights turned-on in the toilets so that it will be easier for us to use the toilet if we need it at night. I usually wait till the dorm parents disappear and silently turn off all the lights except one.

These are all the things that outrage me. They may seem childish, pointless, and inscrutable, but hey, I'm human.