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I realized that I need a giant eraser for 99% of the things I do/say while I am PMSing. I'm actually in the most horrible mood I've ever been in, if only for the fact that it's lasted about two weeks. Every little thing is stressing me out so much, and it seems like there are an inordinate amount of little things going on. It's gotten so bad that I just got into a mini-fight with Jerry over TM and then completely forgot what it was all about. I am also in the process of absolutely ravaging Zach's heart into little tiny pieces, and instead of feeling bad about it, I'm getting angry that he won't stop saying that he loves me to other people. I flat out ignore the kid and flirt with his friends and he's angering me. I don't understand anything.
On a better note, summer is almost over and I'm pasty white and I think I've gained weight. These things of course being a direct result of spening my ENTIRE SUMMER either sleeping or puttering around a massive mill that has no windows. And I shouldn't be here right now. I already told Merle I was going to bitch slap him, and that was only at 6 this morning. I hate him. This is largely due to the fact that he operates with all the speed and urgency of a fresh water bog. And he keeps saying totally random and creepy things, such as "hey, I bet you could fit in this trash bag."
I can't wait to go back to Boston. I want to sneak a kitty in my dorm room and at least be assured that one person will love me all year. Well....hopefully much longer than that...