I am not patient. I just couldn't be arsed.

I should communicate but I'm too lazy to be bothered.

I am PMS-ing. I'm emotional. I am riding this roller coaster.

I am done trying. I am just 'whatever-ing'.

Everytime I look in the mirror I feel like smashing it.

I see the haircut. The one I dislike.. Then I remember WHY I got the haircut.. then one thing just leads to another in this brain of mine.

I cried watching Grey's anatomy. I couldn't control myself. I tried stopping the tears but they just rolled down my cheeks. Crying was good. I wish I'd just let myself cry sometimes. HOwever, no. I'd rather NOT because I just don't want to be weak.

I HATE BEING PMS-y

I am emotional, grumpy and morbid. Morbid morbid morbid. negative. Depressive. Pessimisstic. UGH...

Blah.. more ranting!

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