i want to fcuking slit my wrists. PMS is the devil.
these are the times i h8 being me. life is not being its usual affair.
tues. was the beginning of a bad week.
first of all, my brain had a life of its own. it decided to sleep instead of wake up for class. thus, i missed a presentation...which i might say is a bit hefty on my psyc grade. so much for passing psyc with a [b]! oh yah, not to mention, i had a crap ass hair day AND later on i questioned myself as to why i put on what i did that day. and i couldnt find my "feel better" cd mix. matters got even worse when i found out i had to stay the required time in art class. 3 fcuking hours of bullshit. y do teachers need to be observed, shouldnt the idiot-proof surveys be enough to grade their teaching skills?! the only thing that saved my day from being a big fat [F] was my friends performance. i think i might want to join the deb8 team next semester. seems like it would be totally rockin and rollin. home is where the heart is? not necessarily. at approxim8ly 130 am, i wake up to my niece who is crying her lungs off...and her mother is no where to be found. fcuking cock head. and that was tuesday.
wed. was just as bad as tues.
i'm late again to spanish, find out i bombed the quiz i took that monday. comm was somewhat a wreck/joy. people reacted kindly to my speech, but since i forgot one piece of work, i received a C+/B- on my persuasive. suck ass. go figure! which was what probably the hero of my wrecked day. i fell asleep b4 work, and i had my contacts in. the idiot that i am, i didnt have soultion, so i spent the rest of the day work wiping the gunk outta my retard eye. work was the usual bull. i was "fortunate" enough to be the closing sales associate in sale. well, at least everyone was caring enough to ask "are you okay?" due to my massively red eye. and that was wednesday.
today.
my body refused to get up at such an early time today. so i missed psyc and art. i slept most of the day. only to awaken for work. time couldnt take its time long enough! what a bitch. father time decided to take a walk down easy street and stroll its ass way away through it. 10pm couldnt come fast enough. i once was "fortunate" enough to be closing sales. ahh, the joys of it! cant you taste the sarcasm?! its as sweet as a double chocolate layered cake. mmm, its sooo yummy in your tummy, it hurts. [random thought: I LOVE DAPHNE LOVES DERBY, their music makes my <3 pitter patter its way into a better mood]yah, that sums up my day. besides the bitching and what not.
anything else?
man i've been eating like a pig. i hate PMS because it just does you no good. you become a different person. your mood swings cause the most intense emotional distress in the world, the pain you experience is so intense, its uncomparable to anything. i've been in this somewhat depressing more of an angry mood that i cant seem to shake off. it doesnt help that i'm stressing over school and work. i know its not worth it to do such a thing, but my hormones are going on a limb and have decided to go haywire on me. its as if i took ecstacy and it burned the part of my brain that aquires me to think and act logically. then theres this dilemma with boys. y do i have to feel so jealous when i'm not even their g/f's?! i wish the part of me to feel that way burned its way into hell. its just not what i need right now. especially since the little shit of a friend is going to visit. grr. as much as i want to kick them out of my little vunerable <3, they have managed to remain permanent scars. gosh, leave it up to me to be emo-fied when i'm PMS-ing it. its never hit me this rock hard. usually, i'm strong enough to handle the blow its throws. this time, its knocked me the fcuk out. i'm out cold, and whatever i say or do has no meaning to it. my hormones are in a frenzy and as much as i'd like to calm them down, its impossible.
thanks for everyones concern. i do to hope that 2morrow and next week are better days.
<33xo,
catalina
tues. was the beginning of a bad week.
first of all, my brain had a life of its own. it decided to sleep instead of wake up for class. thus, i missed a presentation...which i might say is a bit hefty on my psyc grade. so much for passing psyc with a [b]! oh yah, not to mention, i had a crap ass hair day AND later on i questioned myself as to why i put on what i did that day. and i couldnt find my "feel better" cd mix. matters got even worse when i found out i had to stay the required time in art class. 3 fcuking hours of bullshit. y do teachers need to be observed, shouldnt the idiot-proof surveys be enough to grade their teaching skills?! the only thing that saved my day from being a big fat [F] was my friends performance. i think i might want to join the deb8 team next semester. seems like it would be totally rockin and rollin. home is where the heart is? not necessarily. at approxim8ly 130 am, i wake up to my niece who is crying her lungs off...and her mother is no where to be found. fcuking cock head. and that was tuesday.
wed. was just as bad as tues.
i'm late again to spanish, find out i bombed the quiz i took that monday. comm was somewhat a wreck/joy. people reacted kindly to my speech, but since i forgot one piece of work, i received a C+/B- on my persuasive. suck ass. go figure! which was what probably the hero of my wrecked day. i fell asleep b4 work, and i had my contacts in. the idiot that i am, i didnt have soultion, so i spent the rest of the day work wiping the gunk outta my retard eye. work was the usual bull. i was "fortunate" enough to be the closing sales associate in sale. well, at least everyone was caring enough to ask "are you okay?" due to my massively red eye. and that was wednesday.
today.
my body refused to get up at such an early time today. so i missed psyc and art. i slept most of the day. only to awaken for work. time couldnt take its time long enough! what a bitch. father time decided to take a walk down easy street and stroll its ass way away through it. 10pm couldnt come fast enough. i once was "fortunate" enough to be closing sales. ahh, the joys of it! cant you taste the sarcasm?! its as sweet as a double chocolate layered cake. mmm, its sooo yummy in your tummy, it hurts. [random thought: I LOVE DAPHNE LOVES DERBY, their music makes my <3 pitter patter its way into a better mood]yah, that sums up my day. besides the bitching and what not.
anything else?
man i've been eating like a pig. i hate PMS because it just does you no good. you become a different person. your mood swings cause the most intense emotional distress in the world, the pain you experience is so intense, its uncomparable to anything. i've been in this somewhat depressing more of an angry mood that i cant seem to shake off. it doesnt help that i'm stressing over school and work. i know its not worth it to do such a thing, but my hormones are going on a limb and have decided to go haywire on me. its as if i took ecstacy and it burned the part of my brain that aquires me to think and act logically. then theres this dilemma with boys. y do i have to feel so jealous when i'm not even their g/f's?! i wish the part of me to feel that way burned its way into hell. its just not what i need right now. especially since the little shit of a friend is going to visit. grr. as much as i want to kick them out of my little vunerable <3, they have managed to remain permanent scars. gosh, leave it up to me to be emo-fied when i'm PMS-ing it. its never hit me this rock hard. usually, i'm strong enough to handle the blow its throws. this time, its knocked me the fcuk out. i'm out cold, and whatever i say or do has no meaning to it. my hormones are in a frenzy and as much as i'd like to calm them down, its impossible.
thanks for everyones concern. i do to hope that 2morrow and next week are better days.
<33xo,
catalina