My monthly visitor has arrived. It's made me so irritable I feel like ripping out the throats of every male I hear (note: not see, but only hear). The only exception is my dad and my brother, but even with my brother I'm a little short tempered. I dunno but I think James could sense it and was smart enough not to talk to me today. Good for him. At least talking to other females, especially my sister and Liss (haven't spoken to my mum yet), made me feel calmer.
You know, I really need to get one of those slogan T-shirts saying "I have PMS, therefore I can legally kill you".
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