The past few days have been immensely annoying.

Let's start with PE. The stupid teacher, who self-proclaims herself as 'a teacher who likes making people run', is extremely unsympathetic towards the common plight of women. So on Thursday, when my hormone levels were all at an all time low and shedding was causing contractions, she made me run 3 1/2 rounds until I pleaded cramps for the 3rd time that day. Which was very good already, apparently, since the other poor people in my class had to run SIX rounds. After which I still had to do planking, and that raised the question of 'how on EARTH is anyone supposed to do that with their womb threatening to deliver itself?'

After which lessons continued. I terribly dread the 4 1/2 rounds run next week.

Then it's my mom. Since my dad has been overseas for the past week, she's been running the family yada yada yada. So she was quite tired, that I understand, and all that. And she was FINE until thursday, 4 hours before my dad returned, when she decided to MPS at all of us. On friday, she didn't return until like after midnight after going out for god-knows-what (the last time she did that a painting was delivered to the house 3 days after - go figure), and today, on a SATURDAY, she went out in the afternoon again and isn't returning for dinner. -.- Talk about throwing a tantrum. I mean, if she's tired, can't she just stay at home and sleep it off? Since my dad is home? NO, she has to go out until MIDNIGHT, and make herself MORE tired, so she can PMS/MPS at us.

Happy New Year.