i'm sitting here blogging with a toothache. makes me all grumpy because it hurts to chew and i talk funny. stupid bloody toothache
i'm getting angry over minor details. i'm angry at the cats, i'm angry at everyone in the house. most of all i'm angry at myself for being phenomenally patient with someone. i'm also a tiny bit angry at the person but i can't blame said person. i haven't heard a single word from the person in like ages. my fault too i guess for not trying harder to contact the person.
no use getting angry at all 'cos i cant exactly vent it physically. at this very moment i'd absolutely LOVE to be able to hurt something or someone.
someone please hand me a tranquilizer gun, i'd rather shoot myself to sleep with tranquilizer drugs. at least i'd have sound and painless sleep. i have no freaking idea how to handle the kids tomorrow morning. i swear i'll scream if they don't listen to me.
well wish me luck, i'll surely need it.
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