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For the first time in more than 2 years, I am experiencing that horrible little thing called PMS.I don't like it. It makes me feel ugly, but luckily, not fat. I mean--c'mon now--I'm hormonal, not blind. That came off totally conceited, didn't it? I'm just a horrible person right now, but I want actual written documentation because it's kinda a monumental thing for me: this laughing to crying to being confused...thing.
So is this how most girls feel every month? It's absolutely unbearable. Seriously, it hits you out of nowhere, and you have to rethink your life and disassociate these nasty little feelings from everything else. I think the first important step to getting through PMS is to recognize that it is PMS, and not something that's actually serious.
And how did I know? I turned down a trip to Short Hills mall.
Now, I know: inner beauty is more important than outer beauty. I should be focusing more on my attitude and life perspectives than the latest sale at Burberry. Inner beauty is important--and I totally agree! But you see, I don't think of my exterior as being prettier than my interior. I'm a good person. Plus, my favorite color is pink, and I'm all pink inside (ha!). Oh geez, I'm totally retarded right now.
I should stop writing, but this is like one of those slip-ups you make during a conversation that you just dig deeper and deeper into. Please don't lose too much respect for me. Okay, now that just sounded needy. Wait, is this why a lot of girls get accused of being too needy? Cuz if so, then I scream injustice. Hormones are the real bitches.
I ate with my hands today at Makeda's. Mmmm....k bye.
posted by Tiffany @ 12:07 AM
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