Search me, but I've been PMS-ing quite often this week. I roughly have an idea why. I feel...'
heaty' and because of that, I made Mum boil
herbal tea for 2 days. I don't have a big dislike for
herbal tea actually (unless it's freaking bitter..but I have ways to get it down..
JUST don't give me ginseng..it kills me..)
Mum says that herbal tea's good to get rid of toxins in the body. "Great!", I thought, "Just when I need it..", because I've been getting very problematic skin over the past few days. It must be the weather..and perhaps hormones. It kinda made me feel uncomfortable looking into the mirror cos I end up feeling that I look fuglier than usual. Ok, actually I look tired (duh, as usual..wats the surprise abt?!)..horrid eye bags...and thanks to Mr. Sunshine and Mr. Rain, I'm 'pleased' to announce that my rashes are coming out! Yeah, I got sensitive skin on my cheeks..accounts to why they are pinkish...
And now they are...pink.. (duh), resulting in Mum asking if I wore foundation and blusher after I came out from my long-waited shower. -.-
Ok, back to why I felt like a.......ya noe..today...
Since I was feeling '
heated' internally, I get extremely irritated at the slightest things. Ever met someone who's a mega bitch? I've been one today, seeming as if I'm borned to terrorise every human being happily shopping for xmas, and to piss the hell out of everyone. Even Mum got pissed. Who wouldn't?!
I started feeling irritated the moment I got up. The first thing that pissed me was, unfortunately, my tired fugly face when I looked into the mirror while brushing my teeth. No, I think it was the alarm clock going off which pissed me first. Face..2nd.
Then after bfast, I was off to class, and it's darn
hot this morning!!! The heat made me sweat like crazy and it's no fun wearing black under this weather.
Then in class...the guy sitting beside me was pissing my ass off with his non-stop leg movements, and fidgety actions. I just don't understand why he can't behave like his age! He's 21, but I would rather he go around telling others he's 14 to save his face. I shouldn't be commenting mean things about him cos afterall, he's just an innocent, harmless 21 yr old..but you would be irritated by his actions if you were me, sitting in the same row as him, with only ONE chair between us.
I shall blame my poor fate for being asked to sit next to him. On the day of my 1st lesson, I chose to sit in another row whereby I was
FAR from him, and the advantage of that row I chose is that NO ONE is sitting there..meaning I have the whole long table to myself..HA! It was this sitting position for the first week..and then on the 2nd week, the teacher wanted us to sit closer together so that it's easier for us to do pair work, and she got me to sit next to him, and that started my misery.
Reasons why I got so irritated cos of him:
1. He has to do things like rock the chair between us front and back non stop.
2. He had to keep moving his legs, resulting in squeaky noises coming from his chair (I think he irritated one of the girls sitting in front of him, and when she asked him how come he can't stop shaking his legs, he told her he likes moving them cos it's fun *rolls eyes*).
3. He doesn't really pay much attention in class (which I don't give shit about), but because of this, during our pair work, I end up having to correct him again and again (wasting my time...it's not because I'm not helpful).
4. He doesn't really listen when I'm practising my spoken Japanese with him and I end having to repeat again and again.
5. He isn't very interested in the classes and pair work, but end up spending most of his time reading his manga..which kinda pissed me cos here I am trying to learn with a partner who doesn't really give shit.
6. He likes sneaking up next to me and peep into my paper to copy answers just because he's not paying attention, or not keeping his writing speed up to the teacher's reading speed. (I'm not close to him, mind you. I don't talk to him unless I don't have a choice. So with the fact that we're NOT close, do you think it's better if he asked for permission rather than sneaking up on me like some silly Primary 1 kid?)
And you know what?! I'm really wondering how he understands his manga when he's not even interested in learning grammer....and being at Intermediate level...he still has problem reading Hiragana..and he proudly admits that he doesn't remember. I will be so shy that I will bury my head into the ground. How did he actually pass his placement?!?!?!
Enough about him.
I've got quite a crazy walking speed when I'm out alone, with an aim to do something. And I get really frustrated when I bump into people who walks so slowly, as if they are strolling in the park, enjoying the views of blooming flowers. And you probably know how crowded Orchard is at this time of the year. Hence, with these tortoises around, it's no wonder why everywhere's jammed real badly...and I realise something, Singaporeans do not have the habit of saying "Excuse me" even if they are desperately waiting to get pass the tortoises. They rather let their blood boil while waiting. I'm no exception, but today, I couldn't take it anymore.
I was rushing for an appointment, and because I'm so lazy to walk under the sun, I decided to be nice to myself by taking MRT from Orchard to Somerset. It's a waste of money, I tell ya. And to be honest, I am amazed to why I chose the MRT till now (not as if I've got lots of cash to spare).
Ok, so it was at the underpass to the MRT where I bumped into these 2 aunties with 5 children. They were walking damn slowly. And they stopped each time they see some "tunnel entertainers" (they aren't foreigners), and it's not because they wanna donate money. I don't even know why they stopped! Then when they came to the DBS ATM point, I think they got into a dilemma to whether they wanted to draw money and they stopped there. Yes, 7 OF THEM!!! And ended up jamming up the whole lane, with me being directly behind them. And they did stay that way for some time, till I got so fed up, I went "EXCUSE ME", and squeezed through. I wasn't even interested in whether they were willing to step aside to let me through. I just forced my way through..bah!
I must be real tired today, and was having PMS even when Mum met me after class. She wanted to do some shopping since it was Friday, but my mood ruined it for her. I was wearing a really black face the whole afternoon. She went to boring Robinsons to take a look at clothes. I find the clothes section in Robinsons super boring cos I can't get any since the designs are mostly for middle aged women, and their sizes aren't very small...plus the classy ones are costly.
Thanks to Mr. Rain that we had to stay in Centrepoint after shopping at Robinsons. Mum then wanted to take a look at Swarovski, to see if she can purchase anything nice for Dad's secretary. Nothing caught my eye and I was dying of boredom and got real irritated when Mum kept pointing at various items and asking me if it's nice, when I have already made it really clear that
nothing has caught my eye that I think it's good to buy as a present.
Mum said because it's raining, we can't go back, which makes absolutely no logic to me. Why so? Well, she doesn't take the bus home when she's in town. It's always the cab. And if she's claiming that the taxi queue is long (which is the truth), does it mean that it's not if it's shining brightly out there?
Anyway, she suggested coffee at Delifrance, and off we went. It was crowded at Delifrance's, but we managed to find seats for both of us at some corner. Terrible place. It's so difficult squeezing through all the tables and chairs there. And being PMS-ing me, you probably guessed that I got fed up again. If you had seen the way I place my tray on the table, you will definitely know that I'm exploding any minute. Mum got quite angry, and did scold me a little when I was having my cup of fragrant-less tea. I deserve it.
I wanted to go no where else but home straight after coffee, which Mum was fine with (who the hell will be in the perfect mood to shop when the person next to u is pms-ing?). Then, just when we wanted to get a taxi, Mum remembered that the taxi stand in Centrepoint is closed, and we have to cross the road to the other side to get to the new taxi stand (which I think whoever suggested changing the taxi stand to that location must be the
biggest idiot on earth..because the taxis will jam up the right lane..which is always meant to be the fast lane for cars).
It's a long queue, and I was already having thoughts about me catching the bus and reaching home even before I get to hail a cab, if I were to join that crazy queue. Just then, I realised that maybe...I can hail one without joining the queue! Ha! My mean idea. :P
I spotted numerous taxis stopping near where I was, and I was thinking that it'll be impossible for them to move from the extreme left lane to the extreme right within a very short distance, and it'll be a waste for me if I watch the empty taxi drive past, so I decided to be a tyrant and insist on getting into one of those cabs before the
very eyes of those in the queue on the other side of the road...muahahahaha. There was a crowd near the area where the cab was, but both Mum and I weren't even sure if they were waiting for cabs. Nasty Michelle couldn't be bothered, and happily walked to the security guards, who were blocking the road. Then the guard asked me, "Miss, you need a cab? If you need one, you better hurry into the one behind, so that the road won't be jammed."
Woohoo!!!!!! Thanks Mr. Security, you look really handsome today!!!
Happily I went into the cab, calling Mum behind me to hurry. And it's only after I did that that I realised the 'crowd' started doing the same thing as me..lol. Oh boy...
In the taxi....
Mum: I think those ppl are probably waiting to hail a cab too, and they must be feeling pissed that we cut queue.
Nasty Me: Oh really?! They stood there like zombies and didn't have the guts to go to the front. How was I to know that they needed a cab? Even the guards didn't know. I'm not gonna stand there and waste my time guessing if they're waiting.
I'm such a bitch isn't it? Bad PMS day manz..
I better be ok after my sleep.... :D
