Emotional backfire

I hate to admit this but at times my hormones control me. Okay, that just doesn't sound right.

What I meant was my PMS have the ability to control my emotional stability. Like today, I snapped at my mum abt some family car issue. She wanted me to park my car outside from now onwards or every fortnight when my bro's back to ensure that his new car is safe in the territories of our hse. And so I said: "Wouldn't you rather risk losing the car than risking your daughter's life?"

It took me awhile to shove my ego aside before I apologise. There you go, I blamed that on PMS.

It doesn't help when my face look horribly bruised again after my monthly appointment with the beauty salon. Mind you, the trip to the beauty salon never makes me feel more womanly. I've already postponed my appointment so many times, I think the beautician is getting pretty frustrated. Currently, ecyzema attacking my cheeks again.

No wonder men never understand women. Especially during their time of the month. *Agrrrrrrr*