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PMS
Friday, March 20, 2009
I think all this is pretty cool. :D
okay the monkey here has got nothing to do with PMS but I found it and it's FREEEEAAAAKING CUTE!
LOL!Let’s talk about PMS which is also known as pre-menstrual syndrome. Yea I think I’m having it indeed. It wasn’t that bad during dance. But once I reached home it kinda got bad.
Let me explain my PMS.
It is when the kicking-pillows-on-the-bed starts. Accompanied with the whining and all. Then tears start falling like mad when you think about your day. Binging is also a symptom.
Yestday I ate a lot. I already fried an egg at home and ate it with rice and right while I was eating ordered mother through the phone to buy me MEE KUAH. Mee kuah you know.
So it was like double dinner ahh.
Oh I stopped at tears. You start realising you miss someone soo badly until you hate that person (although it isn’t reasonable ahh). And today I missed totot a lot. Then I cried hard.
It is when I feel lonely and suddenly my phone seems quiet so I mark many2 meaningful messages in my inbox unread so that I reread them and make it seem like many people care for me.
Very pathetic.
It is when I shout to mother in a rude manner: I’M NOT SLEEPING! When she says: ey it’s maghrib, don’t sleep.
It is when I go to ‘video ezy’ shop to complain that the dvds could not be played on our dvd player and this happens:
Uncle: all this cannot play ah?
Me: yes. Once I chose the language it kinda got stuck.
Uncle: ALL? If one or two I believe lah. If ALL then your player spoilt lah.
Me: don’t believe don’t believe ahh. (walking off)
Like hello, my dvd player super new okay, just got it this year. Then why should I lie anyway? I really didn’t watch all the 5 dvds bro rented for $25(!!!). Wasted. It wasn’t my money after all. Plus I’m not that stupid to not try play my own dvds using my dvd player to check if it’s my player that’s spoilt or not. ! wahh makan hati you know.
DON’T GO CLEMENTI’S VIDEO EZY SHOP. > moral of story?
We’re talking about PMS.
I agree I was rude. And mother was too, she interrupted me while I was talking to that bloody Uncle. She was like: next time tell bro to inform them earlier. (cuit2)
I sooo don’t like!
Lucky MY TWO BELOVED PEEPS entertained me (:
Before going out I quickly sms-ed FIL. At that time I was still crying in bed. SUPER GLAD she called back to talk.
Then after I got back from that bloody @#$% shop bestfriend texted me. SUPER GLAD he remembered.
And now I realise I totally forgot to buy pads when I was outside just now. @#$%. Lucky I got some.
And that’s it!
I hate PMS.
:’(
Let me explain my PMS.
It is when the kicking-pillows-on-the-bed starts. Accompanied with the whining and all. Then tears start falling like mad when you think about your day. Binging is also a symptom.
Yestday I ate a lot. I already fried an egg at home and ate it with rice and right while I was eating ordered mother through the phone to buy me MEE KUAH. Mee kuah you know.
So it was like double dinner ahh.
Oh I stopped at tears. You start realising you miss someone soo badly until you hate that person (although it isn’t reasonable ahh). And today I missed totot a lot. Then I cried hard.
It is when I feel lonely and suddenly my phone seems quiet so I mark many2 meaningful messages in my inbox unread so that I reread them and make it seem like many people care for me.
Very pathetic.
It is when I shout to mother in a rude manner: I’M NOT SLEEPING! When she says: ey it’s maghrib, don’t sleep.
It is when I go to ‘video ezy’ shop to complain that the dvds could not be played on our dvd player and this happens:
Uncle: all this cannot play ah?
Me: yes. Once I chose the language it kinda got stuck.
Uncle: ALL? If one or two I believe lah. If ALL then your player spoilt lah.
Me: don’t believe don’t believe ahh. (walking off)
Like hello, my dvd player super new okay, just got it this year. Then why should I lie anyway? I really didn’t watch all the 5 dvds bro rented for $25(!!!). Wasted. It wasn’t my money after all. Plus I’m not that stupid to not try play my own dvds using my dvd player to check if it’s my player that’s spoilt or not. ! wahh makan hati you know.
DON’T GO CLEMENTI’S VIDEO EZY SHOP. > moral of story?
We’re talking about PMS.
I agree I was rude. And mother was too, she interrupted me while I was talking to that bloody Uncle. She was like: next time tell bro to inform them earlier. (cuit2)
I sooo don’t like!
Lucky MY TWO BELOVED PEEPS entertained me (:
Before going out I quickly sms-ed FIL. At that time I was still crying in bed. SUPER GLAD she called back to talk.
Then after I got back from that bloody @#$% shop bestfriend texted me. SUPER GLAD he remembered.
And now I realise I totally forgot to buy pads when I was outside just now. @#$%. Lucky I got some.
And that’s it!
I hate PMS.
:’(
and I think this is my last entry for the hols?