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PMS will suck the life right out of you
Written @ 1:51 a.m. on September 04, 2003

I have PMS only during the actual thing. In my house that is called DMS. DuringMS. I could cry and curl up on my Moms lap and sleep for a long time. I could cry for everything that's happened over the past two years and I haven't let myself cry for.

Chocolate isn't helping. The idea of my car being fixed isn't helping. Shopping for makeup isn't helping. And anyone who knows how much of a makeup ho I am knows it's serious then. I hate PMS.

So that's why I'm in a bad mood. I just want to cry. I feel like I've lost my best friend but nothing bad has happened recently. Friggin' hormones. They're trying to kill me.

I'm taking a little day trip to two cities that I like, just with my Mom tomorrow. That lifts my spirits a bit. I love her so much and we always get to really talk when it's just us. With my brother around we don't get to talk. I love him though so I'll miss him, but it doesn't do my brain so good to be stuck with a 10 year old almost every hour of the day. I need adult conversation. I am looking forward to tomorrow.

I am so tired. I am going to get a big glass of ice water, cry into my pillow and sleep all night. Maybe I'll feel better then.

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