The trying times of a Jelkie.....
Deary me, it's ridiculous being a chick isn't it?
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love being a woman, but this whole pre menstrual thing......it's just got to stop.
I just don't think I can handle it any longer, and I truely believe if it doesn't go away, a number of innocent people could be affected by the turmoil....as a number of innocent people in the world already have....and the tissue industry just might run out of tissues......
Let me give you a few examples of my turmoil:
Crying to neighbours is not only a freak of nature, it is also a sin in many cultures.
Crying out of happiness that my soy latte is actually a soy latte and I didn't have to add my own honey, coz the nice man did it for me....so now I won't get honey on my fingers and accidentally touch my hair and have to be chased around by killer bees all day again....
Kicking a tram because i thought it called me fat
Screaming "I know you are, you said you are, but what am I?" at children on the bus when they glance my way....
Avoiding people I know on the street because I couldn't be fucked talking to you while my personal womans area is screaming through my nasal cavaties about how the war in Iraq is affecting my chakras and if I don't get a fucking chocolate bar in the next 5 seconds I'm going to use this metcard in wrong ways of..what was I talking about again?
Getting ready for work, trying on 15 different outfits, looking at the time and discovering it is 8:40pm in the evening, and I got home from work 4 hours ago....
Calling my Mother and crying about how the tomatoes were destroyed by worms because my Father forgot to put the spray on them again....
Crying about how I wis I could be a bird and just fly around and stuff, and then glance at the TV to see that even that dream has been crushed because every bloody birds' got bird flu now....and they're killing all these people, then if I were a bird and you were a human you'd be dead and it would be all my fault and I would just want to be a bird and fly away, but when I fly away again I'll just hurt more people.....oh God why do I keep hurting people?!
Having erratic thoughts and going off on tangents....
Not making sense.
I'm done for now.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I love being a woman, but this whole pre menstrual thing......it's just got to stop.
I just don't think I can handle it any longer, and I truely believe if it doesn't go away, a number of innocent people could be affected by the turmoil....as a number of innocent people in the world already have....and the tissue industry just might run out of tissues......
Let me give you a few examples of my turmoil:
Crying to neighbours is not only a freak of nature, it is also a sin in many cultures.
Crying out of happiness that my soy latte is actually a soy latte and I didn't have to add my own honey, coz the nice man did it for me....so now I won't get honey on my fingers and accidentally touch my hair and have to be chased around by killer bees all day again....
Kicking a tram because i thought it called me fat
Screaming "I know you are, you said you are, but what am I?" at children on the bus when they glance my way....
Avoiding people I know on the street because I couldn't be fucked talking to you while my personal womans area is screaming through my nasal cavaties about how the war in Iraq is affecting my chakras and if I don't get a fucking chocolate bar in the next 5 seconds I'm going to use this metcard in wrong ways of..what was I talking about again?
Getting ready for work, trying on 15 different outfits, looking at the time and discovering it is 8:40pm in the evening, and I got home from work 4 hours ago....
Calling my Mother and crying about how the tomatoes were destroyed by worms because my Father forgot to put the spray on them again....
Crying about how I wis I could be a bird and just fly around and stuff, and then glance at the TV to see that even that dream has been crushed because every bloody birds' got bird flu now....and they're killing all these people, then if I were a bird and you were a human you'd be dead and it would be all my fault and I would just want to be a bird and fly away, but when I fly away again I'll just hurt more people.....oh God why do I keep hurting people?!
Having erratic thoughts and going off on tangents....
Not making sense.
I'm done for now.
posted by Jelkie at 5:14 PM
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