Thursday, April 14

Tears for Chalcy

Sometimes, I hate being a girl. PMS sucks ass. Guys, you have to understand, we don't have a choice about how we act during PMS. The all mighty uterus calls the shots then, we are mearly the vessel ofmother natures bidding. Seriously, when I'm PMSing, I cry over anything. I have been crying all day today. It's so stupid. Examples of things that have made me cry today: Showdog Mom's and Dad's (because one of the dogs got hurt and had to have surgery), The Party Planner with Dave Tutell (I was just so happy for them and the great party they had...), trying to connect to the internet (I was having some issues today.), missing the Philedelphia Soul game (which was on Sunday, and I didn't even cry on Sunday. No, I waited a few days. And, the best part is that Jon Bon Jovi wasn't even there this time, so what's my problem.), and my soap opera (although I am really really into my soap, Days, so it doesn't take much.) I wear myself out sometimes.

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