pms
i'm having pms everybody. it's a sick sick feeling. you feel like murdering someone. or throw at anything or anyone who annoys you. and i feel a headache coming on. i feel like saying GO BACK TO YOUR FUCKING HELLHOLE to anyone who tries to talk to me. which isn't possible since the next thing you know i'll probably be thrown out of the house.
and i know it's irritating whenever i change my url. heh. sorry. i'm fickle. i am. so sorry. see i'm telling you i'm right when i say i don't need to have a guy. i change my mind as often i change channels on cable tv. you get me?
i realised last nite that the guy i was talking about earlier, the one who's apparently the big love of my freakin life, owes me a treat to cahaya. cos he broke his promise, or rather bet, that he'd quit smoking. he didn't and now he owes me. see, all the more reason for me to hunt him down. i'll scour thru woodlands. hah.
i think i wanna change my template. i'm bored with mine now. maybe i'll use this again later. meantime i'll try to keep my pms-inspired murderous thoughts to myself.
