apologising, or not

Why do some people feel that it's so necessary to cause drama in their lives? I mean, really. Jumping out of vehicles after a screaming match (or threatening to), slamming down phones midst conversation, throwing glassfuls of beverages to someone's face... the list goes on and on. It solves no problems at all. Yet, people go bananas when on losing end of argument, play mind games, and concoct the most visually flamboyant methods of showing their disdain. What is it about human nature that seeks to make problems more difficult than they really are, meanwhile making them as dramatically showy as possible?

Some people just have a propensity for the dramatic. And I'm guilty (though on a very low end of the extremity scale). When I'm in an ultra-sensitive mood, I tend to read between every line what the other person says and jump into irrational conclusions. And come up with the most sarcastic retorts (less visually flamboyant) or just burst into tears (inviting public attention to shoot death killer stares at the wrongful unfortunate person). I detest losing arguments. Maybe it's because I dated younger guys and got used to being the wiser half (who cares if I really am?). Maybe it's the way I was brought up. Dad was this just-do-whatever-I-say-and-ask-no-questions strict disciplinarian. Maybe I'm just a plain old stubborn Taurean. Or I'm just trying to create reasons to justify my behaving like a damn crazy oompa-loompa half the time when things don't go my way. Whatever it is, I like to have the last word in any "discussion" with my love-partner. Anything he says after that is an official beginning of a fresh new argument. Freaky, innit?

But... fret not! I'm gradually changing for the better (I think) and I believe KC plays a vital role in this transition (of course there are other factors as well but this is sorta like an apology to KC so I shall not mention other names). So, to the current love of my life, thanks for taking over my burden of being the wiser party, for not giving in to my tantrums and antics, for beating me into submission to lose weight and not over-eat. Although sometimes your execution techniques of certain matters suck tremendously, I shall overlook your faults in favour of the good things you bring into my life. And I'm sorry for not knowing how to delete your comment from the blog. I'm sure not many people would notice your teenie-weenie grammatical boo-boos. (evil grin)