"you're grumpy. do you want chocolates? I'll get you chocolates!"

haha. my boyfriend is treating me like a walking time-bomb. today I feel mildly pregnant. though I'm not, you know that- I'm just feeling extremely bloated because my uterus feels like its bursting. hello womanhood. hello also to seven-days-of-hell.

rawr (I love it when people do that! now when I type it down, it doesn't look so fun anymore. anyway) I have nothing to do right now. things haven't changed abit since 9 O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING. sidenote: you know what I find most amusing? when some people say 9 am in the morning. like, duh.

so where was I? oh right, in the midst of getting awfully cranky about every single thing, as if the whole world revolves around me. I am at work for those of you thinking I'm at home. isn't it weird how I can have nothing to do when I'm supposed to have a job? all my things are done. I am unlucky enough to be too efficient, ha ha. so all I have decided to do now is wait til 6pm, where I will run out of this office and erm...get some chcolates. or maybe I will secretly leave at 5.55 and get to feel all naughty and scheming, like I'm some badass employee.

bah. endure Fariza, endure.