My Monday.

A Lot.

i really wanted to tell all here.

it will be a super long post, but i want to.

But, my PMS is acting up. No mood, everything is pissing me off

so i'll probably just cut short a bit.

Here goes.

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Started off with... a bad stomache. So i went into the mosque just to shit.

Which i think is quite weird.

Then waited for Hanis then queued up.

Had a good laugh in the bus, which is a good way to start the day.

Reached school, i started getting paranoid about my BCOMM.

like really paranoid.

Then, as i watched the first batch of my classmates present their 3mins speech, i swear i was not sitting still. My heart was beating fast, and i'm not even presenting today.

And i still haven't told my tutor i'm gonna change my topic. -.-

Class finished. Was waiting for the elevator, and i noticed that my dress was quite see-through and you could actually see what i was wearing inside. So again, paranoia as i walked to the lecture room.

FFA lecture, well..i didn't really listened to the lecture. Was busy freaking out over the thought of NP blocking twitter. Yes, i'm a twitter-freak. I will die of boredom if i cannot talk to myself in classes. And me and Marcia was looking through tumblrs and all these photos of really stupid things. Then school was done.

I love Mondays because we end at 1pm. It's a non-stress day.

We went to Beauty World to eat at MacD. Yeah. Talked crap a lot there.

Then we went to Watsons and bought our lady-stuff.

Then we head home.

Everything was going well when...

i reached interchange, stood up and saw a "pool" of blood on the seat.

k, wait.

this part is gonna be a bit unappropriate and unnecessary but it's my blog, wth. k, continue.

so i freaked out.

quickly swung my bag to hide the stain on my dress.

i was afterall, wearing a BRIGHT YELLOW DRESS.

The only comfort i got is that, my dress have red leaf patterns on it, so it kinda blend in.

The journey from the spot where the bus dropped me in the interchange and to my uncle's house was loooong. for me.

Reached uncle's house finally. After washing my dress, finally tweeted non-stop.

Then home.

Oh, whole family's here.

But i already tweeted that.

And i changed my pants 3 times in total today.

Stupid mishaps.

And i have no freaking idea why i'm so down!

K bye.