Leaking nose
+
Cramps
+
Stress
+
Ulcer

Equals?

PMS.

WAH LAAAAAAAAUUUU. HOW TO GO PHUKET LIKE THAT U TELL ME LA.

Baaaaaaaaah.

And my connection is SO FREAKING SLOW I feel like I’m using those dial-up modem back in the 80s when I still had hairstyle that resembled a mushroom.

i feel like i have a million and one things to do at work. how to go holiday in peace like that!

and it doesn't help that i have a memory of a goldfish. many times i find myself taking out my notepad to jot down things that a doctor requested for me to do and i'll be thinking fark what did he just say?

even though i just spoke with the doctor like a few seconds ago.

WAH LAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUU.

i should like go for some memory course or something. thankfully most of the times, it just suddenly comes back to my mind. my brain works funnily. i think i'm neither left or right brained. maybe i'm like, upper left hand corner brained or something. plus i have like, selective memory too. i can rem the weirdest thing from ten thousand years ago and i can't rem certain things from ten milliseconds ago.

BOOHOO. sadded.

AND I HATE PACKING LA. i wish i can hire somebody to pack for me.

dammit my connection is being retarded again. thank goodness for the autosave function of blogspot if not i would have thrown my computer out of the window.

RAAAAAaaaar. i feel angsty.