And now crappy Kim feels crappy…

Not that that’d be anything new, but… yeah. I’m just at school to finish an assignment, and then I’ll head home I think. Which is bad, but I feel, when evaluating it from either side, nothing can be gained by staying longer than necessary today. *sigh*

 

My prof’s gonna kill me. Well, not really, but it’s not a good thing. I tell you, if there is a god, and I’m before him one day, I’ll bitch about this monthly gift. A lot.

I mean, in a way it makes sense that it hurts, seeing as there’s basically part of you dieing (gawd, I just grossed myself out >.< ). But does it have to be this much? And besides, how come some people feel virtually nothing, while others can barely move when it happens? Where’s the justice?

 

As so many others, I fail to maintain my “all positive” attitude when sick or in major physical pain. While I remind myself that something like this doesn’t overthrow my life’s philosophy, I feel entitled to bitch nonetheless.

 

But nevermind me on days like these. I’ll just crawl under a rock and wait things out somehow.

 

Oh yeah, and those who didn’t know, now you know. If typing “Kijame” when talking to me is too long for you, call me “Kim”. Not Ki, Kij, Jam, Ame, or anything of sorts. (It’s just 6 letters, but it seems to give people trouble, so…)

Just Kim.