{"id":197,"date":"2009-04-30T22:01:17","date_gmt":"2009-04-30T14:01:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/sanity-asylum.net\/blog\/?p=197"},"modified":"2009-04-30T22:01:17","modified_gmt":"2009-04-30T14:01:17","slug":"pms","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sanity-asylum.net\/blog\/2009\/04\/30\/pms\/","title":{"rendered":"PMS&#8230;?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I guess it&#8217;s that time of the month again&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I barely scraped through this week&#8230; Today was also the last day of Reko&#8217;s semester. \u00a0After he slogged his ass through the whole semester, I thought he had wanted to celebrate. \u00a0I even brought forward the dinner I had with my girlfriends to last evening, so that I can free myself for tonight.<\/p>\n<p>Even though I was extremely tired, I was still quite excited about seeing him tonight for dinner because we hardly see each other nowadays, even on weekends. \u00a0Hence, when I sms-ed him to ask if we are having dinner together, I didn&#8217;t quite expect him to say he would be having dinner with his classmates instead&#8230; \u00a0simply because he usually wasn&#8217;t quite keen on such social activities, and he didn&#8217;t seem quite impressed with his classmates all along either.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not like its their last day together as a class or anything like that, but&#8230; oh well. \u00a0I guess it&#8217;s good for him to mingle around socially&#8230; I can&#8217;t really stop him from going, anyway.<\/p>\n<p>I sat in my office desk at 6pm, staring blankly at the monitor, too tired to even drag myself home, especially all the packing that we had done after lunch. \u00a0And when I finally did managed to drag myself out of the office, I felt so terribly lonely.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s weird, because I&#8217;m usually a loner. \u00a0I don&#8217;t mind being alone. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t mind today, either. \u00a0But the feeling was just &#8230; different. \u00a0Even when I know technically I&#8217;m not alone, I still have my parents, my sis and Reko&#8230; but I can&#8217;t really shake off the feeling that I&#8217;m alone.<\/p>\n<p>I trudged my way through Citylink, wondering if I should head home. \u00a0In the end, I decided to make my way to the new shopping mall, Tampines One, instead. \u00a0I had wanted to go there since it opened, but Reko just didn&#8217;t seem keen to go with me, because he hated crowds. \u00a0So do I, but I like going to new malls just to take a look, even if they have the exact same shops as all other malls. \u00a0Since he&#8217;s enjoying himself over dinner with his classmates, I guess I could go to that new mall alone&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>It wasn&#8217;t as crowded as I had expected, but the shops there were nothing different from the malls in Orchard Road, really. \u00a0I finished exploring the whole mall in about 30 minutes&#8230; after that, I just went straight home. \u00a0I didn&#8217;t really wanna spend my time at a busy place where I see couples or groups of friends together all the time. \u00a0Perhaps I was the only one alone there&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Maybe it&#8217;s just me having my monthly bout of PMS&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Just read in today&#8217;s newspapers that there&#8217;s a new kind of pills just for women who suffer from PMS. \u00a0You have to eat the pills for 24 days a month, and some women claimed that it worked, and they didn&#8217;t felt so emotional or depressed anymore. \u00a0Though, the side effects were similar to those of oral contraceptives &#8211; nausea and slight bleeding.<\/p>\n<p>Wonder if I should get these pills prescribed&#8230; I don&#8217;t usually like to eat pills as a daily routine, but if this PMS is really affecting my moods and the people around me, maybe I should&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I guess it&#8217;s that time of the month again&#8230; 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