I'm in SUCH a bad mood this week. Like worse than I've been in the last few years. I just want to break something, or scream, or break something while screaming. It's times like this that I wish I had a punching bag that I could just go postal on. I hate everything right now. I hate it outside. I hate my apartment. I hate me, I hate everyone else, I hate it here and I hate the world.
It's just a series of little things really. I had an allergic reaction, I broke my iPhone, I've been sleeping terribly and despite working out for an hour a day, almost every day, I STILL don't fit into most of my autumn clothes, and it's getting cold out. I feel like a WHALE. And I have RAGING PMS, a week early and starting to get pretty painful cramps to match (thanks pill switch! Thanks for making a WONDERFUL week just THAT much better!) JOY.
What I REALLY REALLY want, is to just pass out, and wake up on Monday. Fuck this week. FML.
