Things that made me angry today.
1. My buddy insisting to get off 2 tram stops early and trying to take wrong turns at every opportunity.
Me thinking: We've just walked 500m because you didn't want to listen to me. Stop trying to take the lead you spatially challenged wreck.
2. My buddy insisting on getting me orange juice when i declined, which resulted in me having no hands to eat my lunch with and having to put the orange juice on the floor instead and allowing all sorts of dirt particles to drop into it without me realising.
Me thinking: Thank you for nothing! Stop trying to help already you dim wit! Really, we might be studying rehab now but i'm not an amputee and i do not need help in getting food!
3. My buddy picking up my orange juice from the floor and spilling some of it in the process, waiting for me to take it from her when i wasn't done eating.
Me thinking: Seriously woman! Can you just stop trying to help. Just stop. I'll pay you to stop doing anything!
I know they seem trivial, but add on to the other things such as an unimaginably draggy tutorial with a monotonous consultant talking me to sleep, another group mate who is over crowding us and impinging on my personal space on the wards, the audacity of the same arse at work to be uncooperative and critical, and the inability to speak out on all my frustrations, i'm literally feeding my internal volcano of anger with C4.
There is a correlation between my personality type with peptic ulcers. Well now i don't even need the help of H. pylori or the erratic meal times blessed by the medical curriculum to get gastritis. Perfectly swimming.
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