Hola, amigos. How's it going with you? I know it's been a long time since I rapped at ya. I been trying get through a jungle of [censored], but it grows back as fast as I can cut it down,
I thought I would tell you about something that happened just a few minutes ago.
We have been having this heatwave of over 100 degrees for about ten days, and I don't have air conditioning because I never normally need it.
So I am sitting here with the windows open, watching BBC Antiques Roadshow and drinking beer like any normal young guy. Suddenly this big crowd of people turns up at the bar that is near my apartment, with a massive speaker, playing latin music at top volume. So I wait for a while, and it isn't going to stop. I think of various things I could do that would end up with me in jail, but I realize I have to be cool so I go down to talk to them.
Unfortunately I had a big rage attack and walked up to the speaker system and turned it off. I start yelling in the local language that I don't speak so well, especially when I am that mad. I have a staredown with this big body-builder looking guy and I don't know what to do. So I tap my jaw and say "Hit me!" hoping that that will get the cops involved.
Actually that worked really well to defuse the whole situation, and it seems like they have decided to be reasonable.
I think I reacted this way because I felt humiliated and that I had no control over the situation. This is maybe why the quiet guy ends up in a clock tower with an assault rifle? Now I feel kind of good and kind of bad.
Seems like I am having more problems with anger lately. I hate it actually. Any tips?