PMSing badly. Don't diss me. I bite!

Someone's words are ringing in my head: " I don't know.. you just give me a feeling that you are an unlucky girl. Nothing goes your way." I feel haunted by it. Maybe I am PMSing badly. Oh dear.

I am hungry.

My wound hurts a bit.

Sigh.

Mindfucker? Must be.

Craving Iced Latte.

Hungry.

Moody.

3 more days.

Oh crap.

Sigh.

Jap PTs are so much fun when you have no donkey idea as to what they are saying.

Hohoho.

Random words.

Hungry.

Spacing off.

Think I shall go eat.

Over and out.