PMS

Today my mood is completely screwed and I only have one thing to blame, PMS. Yes. I'm a human blaming my own hormone for screwing my day. I was supposed to go to Puncak for HIMTI's event but I cancelled it because I can't leave my works (my thesis and project).

I might probably can leave my works, I just didn't know and simply can't decide whether I should go or not due to the invasion of my brain by the menstrual hormone.

This day brings me to my experience last month. My PMS period came when I was at my kampung. I almost got back to Jakarta by Mayasaribakti bus alone, separated to my family, only because my insecurity without laptop and internet. I mean, I've always been dying to get out of Jakarta and stay away from my laptop for world's sake. What just happened?

I was crying because there was no proper transportation I could take to Jakarta. Then I went to traditional market, bought a drawing book and markers, got back home, and felt extremely weird: what the fuck I just did?



I fucking hate PMS.