pms is scary

how it suddenly hits, no matter wat u r doing

n today, it hit right smack in the middle of the meeting

n i watched in some disgust the ongoings

n was even more disgusted by myself when i joined in

how much of everything was real n how much is just an act we’re all putting on?

ok maybe everyone was real n i was the only one acting

n then the silly things tt affected me so much later on

like, hello it’s not the 1st time. stop being so crappily affected can?

n being nearly half n hr late for jap made the pms worse

sianz

blasting their songs on the bus home, i tot of how i’m not counting down to their concert

y har

cos still so long away?

or cos i knowingly and willingly fall prey to marketing tactics?

then the link to having the right connections

which doesn’t make this world any fairer then it aredi isn’t

n the link to guessing n understanding

or rather, the failure to do so correctly

n suddenly i realised 16 may is this sat

oh. this could have been the last week.

heh. not regretting. just… thought of it.