Midsummer night's discovery

Do not let me begin to launch into a tirade of unspeakables about the relentless weather that do not possess an ounce of kindness to my already frizzy hair. so I had to spend the most of my day downloading and watching the office season 9 and the Vampire Diaries I do realize that I have sorely neglected this written space of respite. but tonight it's not just the matter of filling out the space with mindless rambles. It's rather a self reminder of how meaningless life could be. so there I was, minding my own business, watching comedy on my laptop and I felt queasy. moderate queasy at best. then a warm gush from in between my thighs. I did not need to witness what I'm about to describe. Yes. the dreaded crimson River. here is a premonition-rundown of how tomorrow would be. no, actually let me start on how the next couple of hours would be. I will be giving in to drugs, popping 2 Nurofen doses instead of acting all gung-ho about the whole bloody war zone happening in my uterus right now. and then I shall drift to lala land where I will meet with people from my imagination. I will wake at 4 a.m. from my reverie then fall asleep a half hour later, before waking to a brand new day all grouchy and hating everyone and everything. and then I'm going to step into the dreadful train cussing at the unbelievable crowd, while sulking my way to work. the Sulk remains. I pop in 2 more Nurofen in the day. Come back home. And watch Vampire Diaries. story of my life. and in case you haven't already know, it is week two of my new HTC one.and I cant be more thrilled. I'm actually using speech to text feature for this very entry. Thereby officially living up my Bridget Jones diary moment. well not exactly. just that I have been trying to speak with an English accent because the darn phone doesn't recognize my stupid Singaporean accident. Fine. Accident works too.