All the negative vibes are pouring.. and.. and I just can't cope up with my boiling point. ANGER MANAGEMENT is freaking needed by little evil me. :|
So.. to start with my effing ill mood...........

Morning cramps are just no good when you're still very sleepy. effing 3 in the morning you'll feel the sorrow of cramps. So much for injustice. :|:|:|

Morning stress. :| The traffic jam is so damn FINE this morning. So fine that no tricycles could like give me a ride for a 3minute stop. So I had to walk. Thinking very POSITIVELY this morning.... (and forgetting about the cramps) I thought it'd be just fine to have a walk. :) then all of a sudden, a massive car punked my day having all the bits of muddy and brownish water on my newly shine shoes :| I threw a lot of F bombs. :|

let's just jump and forget all these.. Oh well, I was wondering why effing blow stupid horns when in fact it will do no good on traffic? If it's traffic, It will be TRAFFIC no matter how hard and looooooong you fuckin blow your horns :|

Forget about the I HATE THE SUBJECTS DAY today.. Cause Tel gave me something worth keeping, a smile :)
After all, it's just fine. :)

All the overload works from school is yet to be accomplished except that I still bother to research on the effing pinoy research paper. Dreading the fact that we have a defense tomorrow. :| OH MY. :|:|:|

I was sulken when I got home. I felt the exhausting air drewing out of my head. I was in need for a good chat with my blockmates, for it's unusual for me to text them. :) so I would love to sick for my black portfoilio, which contains every bits of paper I needed. :|:|
So I asked my seven year old sister to go get it for me, since I feel very much terribly tired. :| FOREALS. Ten freaking looooooooong minutes had gone but then seven year old sister is nowhere to be found. :| I was now on the VERGE of illness... I am for a fact going through a lot of hormonal troubles this day and there is this possibility where in I would just BLOW POP any minute. :|:| Cutting the long stupid story short, I got up and called for her. NO RESPONSE. I went upstairs with this nerve on my head ready to explode. I feel like I'm being NEGLECTED now. and where the hell is my authority little seven year old sister? huh? Come on now. TELL ME. :|:| So there, The approach could have been good if I saw her moving around and looking for my black folder. :| It's been ten minutes!!!! But I saw her staring at my study desk. WITHOUT MOVING. :|:| The attack came and with no due respect no warning my right hand moved towards her head. :| It's as if my hands has its life and could think of its own. :| Then another hit came crashing seven year old sister's thighs.. Which allowed red big marks to be visible. :| and another and another... I didn't really mean to HURT my seven year old sister. It just pissed me off a lot when she didn't even care less on what I said. :| I WAS HURT too though. :|

Sudden gush of emotions and adrenalin rush.. oh for the sake of love. :|
I was sorry but still, I felt that this boiling point is going nowhere. It has to get out now..
I found myself shouting and screaming and shouting and screaming my heart out! I could tell very honestly how vulnerable I sound.. But then hey, my seven year old sister is very much startled from all the yelling-at-her-face I did. :|:|

UGH. Bad hair day it is. :|:|
word vomit now.
My hands has its own life.
It BANGS and BOOMS
and my mouth is like a machine gone.. :|
FUCK

This ain't good. after feeling all positive lately?
now where's my peace? :(