Angry to go to the market and buy biscuits without being told that the dollar has increased. Angry that the pot holes in my area is looking like a crater. Hungry to want to be paid better as I work. If you aren't as hungry and angry as I am, then, I'm jealous. I want to be like you when I finish growing up. To be immune from wanting more, wanting better, having the best, not worrying of not having enough. I deserve the best, I'm entitled to it.
During the day I work so hard only for me to come back home to be greeted by the darkness more darker than the night, and the heat that follows isn't from this world. I'm angry and tired of paying excessive PHCN bills for a light I don't even use or see. Gosh!
Well, let me stop here and hear from you my dearies. What's that thing that's eating you up, that you are so angry about. Come pour it all out here, it's TANTRUM THURSDAY.