Temper thrown

I got to know a person over internet recently and he had my hp number but we merely crap over sms. Before any of you are happy for me to find a possible mate, please know that he is younger than me and he is no more than a xiao didi to me.

The reason why I still give him my hp number was merely because he is childish enough to make me laugh. These are the type of people who are aplenty in my hp list, people whom I got to know via mediums like friendster but will never eventually escalate to be my friends.

Ironic I know, but life is like this.

I usually just reply to his sms with an 'ok' or a 'haha' but there was once I think I mentioned a little too much about how pissed I am about life. I didnt go into depth, but my vibes are always strong remember? He immediately sent me a flux of smses to ask me if I am ok.

I hate it when people asked me about my well-being excessively. I know I have some psychiatric problems but who doesnt have them? My difference with the rest of the people is that I admit my problems, although I dunno how to solve them.

So what if I am not ok? It is my problem!

He called my a moment ago and requested I give him 5 mins. He even said that I owed him as much because I once promised to call him but never did.

He kept saying then that he thinks I should be a happy person and wanted to chat directly over the phone with me. I rejected many times but eventually I felt bad and promised I will call him. But honestly, I was feeling "Why should I? Just because you like my smile and I looked happy in the picture doesnt mean I am a joyous person by default."

Oh, and one thing that I was irked was that he kept referring to me as his jie. Come on! What age is this, what is with acknowledging sisters? That is just so lame!

So when he called, I put on my best pretentious voice and asked him why is he calling. He immediately said he hopes I am not offended and told me that he felt I have some hidden secrets in me that makes me withdrawing from everyone else.

And a lot more in the same line.

When he suddenly realised I went quiet, he asked me why wasnt I talking. An edge came into my voice as I told him "Because..I..am..listening."

He was smart enough to catch my anger all at once, and he apologised. I paused for a second before lashing out at the top of my voice.

I asked him who was he to judge? Just because we chatted so non-commitantly over sms a few times and he felt he knows me already? Just because a single sentence that I revealed about myself and he understand what I am going through? Just because he knew I hope the man in my life to be mature (I offhandedly mentioned once) and he presume I need a lot of attention?

What the fuck.

I screamed at him for one minute straight, something I hadnt do for sometime, and he hung up in fear.

TAMADE.

Stop judging me! Who was he to judge? Or who was anyone to judge?