PMS

i cant help but grin whenever i think of our silly antenna and thumb games. oh and how silly we look when we do that chomp chilly chomp chomp games.

dang. i hate PMS. really. one moment your mood can be sky high and you just wanna jump and laugh at everything. but the next, you feel like the worst being on earth, so lonely, so inferior, so angry too at yourself, at everyone. you just want someone to listen to everything, pour everything out, for someone to just pat your back and say everything is okay. [but that never happened sadly] and you're left all alone to deal with it. [but eventually you stood up again after the fall because you just have to; have to continue living] and physically, your appetite flucuates. you go on silly binges in the middle of the night and the next day you starve yourself. your face became oily and pimples appear [ggrrrr, dang you pimples] and then comes the cramps. the numbs on the legs. cold feet, sometimes shivers too.

but i'd rather take it all in. rather than eating painkillers.

hhmmm. epiphany on several issues. i keep it to myself for now

chiao.