I really hate doing something that I know I don't want to do and am just asked to do so. Especially when I'm asked to do a very hateful chore while in the middle of doing something that I really need, like a homework for instance.
Well, I was in front of the computer doing my homework/report/quiz on Psychology 110 to be finished this week. I'm the kind of person who'd do my best in something I know I have knowledge of and something that sparks my interest. Well, my psychology subjects are part of my interests and I know a lot of it and am willing to know more. I'd be very excited to hear my teacher say, "You'll have to make a report on or about..." because I know, I'm feeding my neurons and grey matter. Anyhow...going on, I was doing my homework and it's quite difficult to look for what I needed on the net, but I kept doing my research, when my mom approached me and told me to get my ass off the chair so she could play games and stuff. I was grumbling and mumbling then finally told her that I was not yet done with my work...but she insisted...she has to play. I dragged myself and had her play her games...then my father arrived...who is another "plants vs. zombies" game addict, which made my day THE BEST!!

I wanted to blow up...I was pacing back and forth, mumbling, grumbling...trying my best not to cry in anger or scream in frustration. I was gathering all the things I needed in my report/homework and I only have to compile them, read it, summarize and add my ideas and some facts. And I was interrupted because they want to play GAMES?? then they'd say that I use the computer 60% of the time! well, 40% of that time is spent on homework and 20% on my daily stuff [email, dA, music, etc.] But they spend most of their time on the computer on GAMES...GAMES...GAMES!!
So, right now...I lost all of it. My ideas, my thoughts...the things that I'm supposed to do. Great. Back to square one.



aaaand...
have you ever experienced a person with an 'Unresolved ADD/ADHD'?
A person with unresolved adhd is supposed to have 'resolved' or 'solved' his disorder at a young age so that when he/she grows up, he/she won't have trouble focusing on the important or mundane things in life. So when he/she still hasn't, he may grow up to have the manifestations of a very annoying and hyperactive little kid.
Which is the story I want to tell you guys...based on a true to life event.
This happened on November 20, last friday.
I have a classmate who has an unresolved add/adhd, charles, who was blabbering nonsense while we're in the middle of a lecture...an important Psychology 110 lecture. That was strike one. He was sitting behind me and he was overpowering my Professor's voice who was trying her best to speak louder. I was trying my hardest not to burst, yet. I was beside my friend [x-gf..] and I was leaning my elbows on her desk facing my teacher, trying to listen to her. When my friend jerked up and frowned, i asked her what's wrong then she said, "Can you give me a voodoo doll? I'm going to curse this pig.." i asked, "What did he do?" she replied, "He kicked my lower back"
Okay, strike two [i get angry when someone hurts my friend/s], one more from this asshole and I'm seriously going to humiliate him in front of everyone, I thought to myself.
A few minutes passed and he was still blabbering SHIT. One of his companions told him, out loud, that he has a stain on the back of his shirt [he was wearing a white one], everyone heard his companion and the whole class fell silent. Then he blurted out, loudly, "WTF? where? no way...you're kidding...blah blah blah"
ALRIGHT THAT'S IT. STRIKE THREE. I have to humiliate this bitch so that he shuts his mouth. I said out loud in the class, "My Gosh..do we have to stop the class just to listen to your rants about your shirt? Such nonsense." then he said, "There she goes again...the spinster is here.." and he was giggling, like he thinks he's funny. I turned around to face him and blurted out, "At least I'm not being an idiot, right Charles?" rolled my eyes and faced my teacher, "Let's continue Ma'am." He fell silent and didn't talk/blabber that whole morning and I didn't see him come to other classes in the afternoon.

Gosh!! It felt so good!! Doing that makes me feel the meanest yet with the most sense on that day. I don't care if they call me a spinster or snub or stuck up or bitchy. I know I was in the right place and I had to do something to save the lecture or at least my sanity.
The next time he's being an ADHD in class, I will never think twice on humiliating him again.