PMS + 2 ****ing people = a ****ing day

Wanna say a huge sorry to Kian Ming, I can’t pop by to celebrate your birthday for you. I’m basically feeling like I’m hung upside down for an entire day and my head is blowing. Fleur just had to rub it in. I’m not blaming her, but I was already feeling rather groggy when I met her yesterday, and when the virus struck me today I just couldn’t keep my eyes open in the morning. So I kindly informed her via sms that I would not be able to make it, she was like ‘huh…Pls come can. U so last minute den say u don wan to come. E card is wit u leh plus xx needs to sign it today. Maybe jus a while return b4 5pm’ and some other trashier stuff. Hello? Where’s the ‘take care I understand’ and ‘get well soon’? Instead of receiving some much-needed consolation between my bouts of headaches, she whipped me with those harsh words. Fine. So I pleaded with my parents, and they said that the furthest I could go was the MRT nearest to my home, so I asked her if I could pass her the card there. She wanted me to go to Bukit Batok MRT station instead, which requires me to not just drag myself to the MRT station, then change a train. How nice. My great friend, I love you so much. And NX just had to rub it in. I’ve already prepared to sacrifice some revision time just to meet up with her and company, but she doesn’t understand it, and was complaining that ‘You don’t know how to manage your time’ and ‘It’s not my problem [when that’s my lessons ALONE]’…You know what? Everyone in the world should go **** a donkey and tell me how it feels like, and I’ll tell you if I felt the same.