the best thing about being a woman is that you can blame it all on pms.
which i'm gona do. if i want to cover all this up.
i'm not going to do that. instead i know this is the time of the life that i felt deep deep down inside of me, that i have to admit, i have no real friends.
sheesh. maybe i'm choosy. way way choosy. till now no one can actually spend time to hear my probs.
and i cant be this way. coz it affects my behavior and makin teruk. i became a stranger to myself. why had i successfully supress all my sadness before but now they all come out as a big blur? why i cant be the person that i am before, nonchalant,taking it easy and happy? why?
Have I changed?