Anger

“But now you must rid yourselves of all such things as these: anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language from your lips” Colossians 3:8

Today I experience one hell of a moment with my Russian lecturer; I’m beginning or I am in full certainty to doubt her professionalism as a lecturer herself. I may only be a typical university student seeking from knowledge and stop jabbering to be about: “No matter what… she’s your teacher.. you must respect her” that sort of shit.

It is all only a surplus of [in my terminology] philosophy that I'm govern to ignore instantaneously.

My previous Russian lecturer during my previous semester was all inspiring, patient and treats everyone just like her own children. Honestly I’ve learned heaps from her, from those written and not written in a textbook.

Consider myself unlucky perhaps, that my group was given this lecturer. Totally changed my view towards a teacher’s job. It’s certainly NOT easy to be a teacher, what more to say… a good & respected teacher.

Thank God I have Dennis Boon to pour the overpowering profanities.

May this verse accompany me in my sleep, to rest off my anger experienced today. I assume that Friday is going to one hell of another historical day.

Side note: Fries and strawberry ice-cream with real juicy strawberries works perfectly well on a day of rage.