This is going to be such a bitchy post. You've been warned.
I'm terribly Pmsey. I hate how my mood totally flips during this period of time (pun intended) and how my emotions fluctuate worse than... 2 men of different weights rapidly stepping on and off a weighing machine.
Met him today, and honestly, it didn't help that both of us were bitchy and moody at the same time (we're gonna have to live with this more often) yes he has BMT, but I'm having As, and they're not kidding when they say it's the HARDEST paper in Singapore. Even worst than uni.
Whatever it is, I'm going through every single emotion that ladies out there feel during their pmsey stage. Every. Single. One. It sucks like hell.
Urgh.