My iTunes is screwed. Again. Funny how I did not face that problem with WMA. And I have to keep my music in iTunes format, or I can't put in into Doppelganger. Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

"Everything I've got is swimming away."

AHAHA. AHA. HAHA. Different variations of "A" and "H". iTunes keep popping up. How freaking incessant. If it actually had my music, instead of discarding it I wouldn't be so pissed at him.

Yes. I am referring to a software as a HIM. Only a male would be idiotic enough to delete my songs. You know what they say, hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.

So I am contenting myself by going into Radio. Blog. Club. and reading the songs from Grey's Anatomy. My sister is holding the last episode of the 3rd season, and REFUSES to give it to me.

Ass.

Having my period now, so I feel like a tap. That goes drip, drip. You would think, this being the third year that I have been having this horrible thing that I would be used to the irritable moods that I often find myself in. I feel so horrid. Wicked is not the word to describe this. I imagine wicked to be heart-shattering. Oh, well. his is irriating. I feel like popping in a Panadol for the incessant feeling. You know, the feeling? Where you feel heavy and crampy, but you're not having cramps???I. HATE. PERIODS. My 2nd day. 5 more agonising days.

I want to go out tommorow, perhaps get myself out of Tamil Tuition. Anyone interested helping me out of my plight?

YAYS.