Today, I was suffering from my worst form of PMS. Now stop yapping and let me blog, OK!!!
My PMS started way before I woke up. I was so lazy to go to school, I was dragging my whole body everywhere and eventually, to school. Nobody noticed that I had PMS that morning because I kind of kept quiet. Maths was so friggin irritating. Everybody had their so-called talking buddy. Adam was talking to Nani, Izzati was talking to Ryan, Felicia was talking to Charlene, Rui Qi was talking to Shaun and Abhishek and I was talking to myself. Yes, I was so crazy I was talking to myself. Even Samuel Tang (sitting next to me talking to Samuel Lee) thought that I was crazy and needed psychiatric help. I even couldn't do my friggin work because Mr Ng kept on saying 'itself'.
Then went the dreaded subject Social Studies. Harry Potter doesnt like Potions. I don't like Social Studies. Well, we were doing reliability of a source and unsurprisingly, we were looking at slimming centre adverts. Ms Soh was talking about the reliability and blah blah blah when suddenly she started talking about eating disorders. She said that girls suffer from it. Then, the other Hakim also commented that boys too can suffer from eating disorders. Suddenly, I felt 42 pairs of eyes staring at me. Well, not exactly 42 pairs but Ms Soh was kind of looking at me when she heard it. Then Abhishek turned around and looked at me. I know I look anoerixic, but I'm don't starve myself or stick my finger in my throat. It was exactly like Top Model when Yoanna was accused of having an eating disorder. They think I'm killing myself. If I'm killing myself, that would be over-eating. I seem to have an extremely high metabolic rate. I think I'm suffering from some rare disease where only 1 in a million suffer from it. I don't care if you look at me and assume that I'm anoerixic, because I don't care. God gave you a body and if you don't appreciate it, then you're not living life to the fullest...
Then came Chemistry. I got back my test results. 17.5/25. Not bad. I was trying to be happy and all when suddenly I imitated Brandy and said "I'm sleeeepy!" Then Adam said that I had no right to say that I'm sleepy. Then Rui Qi asked what time I slept last night. I said 11. Then Adam, Rui Qi, Charlene and Felicia, all four of them, told me off and said that they slept past midnight and they were much sleepier and all that. I was so taken aback, it was like as if the whole class heard my scolding session. I'm too traumatised to speak to them.
English was OK, Ms Yati's class was painted golden yellow and royal purple. Really nice. Before English, Adam tried to make up with me and tried to imitate Rebecca. It was lame.
Physics was dumb. I didn't pay attention one bit. Now I'm going to fail Physics. Congratulations.
Everyone was most pissed off with Andy, although he didn't realise it. He kept on asking me for my handphone and Aisyah's too. He wanted to send my ANTM pics to Aisyah's phone via Bluetooth and then send the pics from Aisyah's phone to his phone via infrared. So it was all messy and topsy-turvy. Aisyah was the most pissed one. She looked like she ate 10,000 lemons. After that, he complained that his phone didn't have enough memory and asked me why I could store so many pics. I told him I had a memory card and he said that he wanted one. He even deleted all the ringtones to make way for the pics.
PMS.