Sunshine and rainbows are out (minus the damn haze). Lets all throw rose petals and conffetti all over and skip happily towards happiness (ugh... if that makes sense). For a week I will not feel fat/ugly/horrible/flabby/extremely distasteful/etc (oy, even thin pple have their fat and ugly days ok. I no longer can fit into my XS jeans without bursting its seams on a bloated fat day. On that day I feel ugly and horrible).
Anyone for that matter has ONE week plus plus to take full advantage of me before the next PMS cycle of doom starts (push it too far, the cycle of doom starts earlier, simple as that)
For the mean time: Happy happy happy.
P/S: Am taking the advice to take pills/supplements/whatevernots to tone down my mood swings, we'll see how that goes.
P/P/S: Taken for only a few days. So the outburst happened a few days ago was NOT my fault. Yes yes. NOT my fault. Blame PMS. Ok? It's even proven medically that you can get away with murder for murdering someone because of PMS. Be extremely GLAD I dont go towards that extent.
