
Currently Listening (current craze too): White Love Story - Coffee Prince OST
I guess the strike of PMS is inevitable! Emotions run wild and tears are only a blink away. Sometimes I don't know if I like it or it's just plain troublemsome. But I very much fancy the feeling, the feeling of having emotions and being able to channel it more outwardly. I guess in a way it makes me human and vunerable to others at times. And sometimes I don't mind that, cause it's not really easy stuffing everything inside a smile and making it work.
Sometimes I "rain" like a storm (mostly at night), sometimes I bite the head of others, sometimes I yakk like a goat (about nothing and everything), sometimes I hug and kiss people (family la) like embracing a big fat cute infant with "rambutan" cheeks and sometimes I become a little cuckoo and start acting weird (making faces to myself in the mirror).
And sometimes I am thankful. For real, for being able to shed tears again from time to time. Sometimes, life seems so dry. My eyes seem so dry. They used to be the broken tap of a water tank and I must confess, the title "cry baby" was always or somehow incorporated into my image. But since "then and there", my eyes became the pits of sand and the "tank of water" dried out and I could not find a reason to fill it anymore.
But PMS gives me the rare rain in "my drought", an oasis in my desert and comfort in being "fleshy". It returns emotion and unleashes the "wild" side. The side in where I am able to shout out loud in my room and confess out loud if I love or hate you (applicable to anyone)! :)

LOL....
And actually, as sad as it seems. It feels good. It feels good to just rain it out. On the other hand, at that moment, I actually felt happy to be miserable at that moment. The rush of emotions and tears just flood inspiration and joy in. :P It makes me happy knowing I am sane, alive and human. It makes me happy that I can feel. That I can feel myself and you.
Thought out Loud:
"....nothing." =D




