Some of the common symptoms experienced during PMS:

# Forgetfulness and difficulty in concentration
# Increased irritability and anger
# Anxiety and panic attacks
# Fluid retention and weight gain
# Loss of sex drive
# Mood swings, primarily feelings of depression
# Skin symptoms such as acne, oily skin and greasy or dry hair ( Read more... )

I gots to go on a mega ultra diet. Mega. Ultra.
I've never been so happy with someone before. <3 James.
I'm infatuated with Guitar Hero..
...uhhh.. I'm sorry, nothing I'll write right now will be Pulitzer Prize winners.

Y'know...

I need to do better in school, SHIT.
But I seem to have way better distractions.

So much has happened since I last wrote in here. I gots a boyfriend that I adore. We're well into Semester Two. I have laundry that needs to be done and some thoughts I have to deal with eventually, but continue to put off. My Dad had a heart attack last week. I'm in financial debt and need to find a job. My mind is struggling with itself right now ( Read more... )

It's all kind of funny and ironic for the most part.

Searching for refuge...

ref·ugePronunciation: 're-(")fyüj also -(")fyüzh ( Read more... )

Okay, I lied. Optimism is something I'm good at believing in, but then drags me around when it needs to be put to SLEEP. I rather not talk about what's bothering me because no more people's feelings need to be hurt, no justifications for me, never... -- I always sacrifice my own feelings to get hit the worst ( Read more... )

Suprisingly enough, for the first time this year, Day 1 of 16 days, I'm very content with where I stand. I've been waiting for this day since I came home from Florida. Florida? Was good. Turned sour towards the end, the day before we were scheduled to leave, just as my father, his fiancee (they are newly engaged, yay), my sister and I were walking ( Read more... )

I've lately come to terms with the fact that I'm just one of those unlucky people in the world. I have struggled to be where I am right now, and even that is not that great.

Today has been an off day.
I feel ill.

It was fun.
But it's still not as good as it could be.

random,.. RANDOM... RANDOMMM!!!!

It doesn't matter, it's never mattered. Weary eye for people, phase two. All I do is work. And think. And work. And breath every now and then. Work... think... work work... think... sleep... work... GASPSSS!. I gotta step up. 38.5 hours. My GPA is equal to 2.43.. that doesn't include the class I just failed... ( Read more... )