i hate people who don't reply my msgs or answer my calls.
i absolutely abhor it.
it drives me up the wall.
regardless of who.
i hate it.
i can't believe i just spent the whole freaking day wasting my skull marked time waiting for people to reply me about studying out.
blame it on my own cursed stupidity.
the whole darn day.
i desperately needed to get out of the house, but i didn't.
why?
cuz though some days i really enjoy my solitude, today, or rather, yesterday, jus wasn't one of those days.
and amazingly, not a single person i asked wanted/could go out with me.
okay i know people aren't catered to my needs/wants.
but JUST ANSWER MY IDIOT PROOF MSGS!
AARGH.
i hate people not answering me.
i hate being ignored.
i hate being locked up in what you call a home.
i hate pms.
i hate pms.
i hate pms.
i just had it TWICE this cursed month.
that's like, a whole month's full of pms.
plus the flu since sunday.
fever, cough, cold.
the bonus package included happy mucus and phlegm.
plus sleepless nightmare-filled nights and body aches.
fantastic promotion they had; not to be missed.
and you wonder why i'm cranky.
*thrashes around*
i'm trying my best to control the string of vulgarities threatening my promise.
*takes a great mighty swing and hits the wall*
*coughs*
pardon me while i wallow in self pity.