Yesterday I started to cry when I got home from school. Band practice was the same as on Wednesday, half of the people came, and I found out that the transcription song I started on was the only song I couln't pick since the teacher a score with just that song before I moved up in class.
ARRG.
So what finally made me cry and feel sorry for the earth was that I was super hungry and that my bf made a joke. Plus that he said that I've had PMS for so many years and that I should be able to handle it. Well, news for all men out there. It's not really in our hands to manage, that's why we have PMS, pre-menstrual-sympthoms. So even though we are aware of what is causing this childish behaviour it doesn't change anything. We still are under the spell. Some are more extreme than others...
Well, he took me to a burger place and then everything was fine again.
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