Did you forget to put on deodorant this morning?

Aaaand it's Monday!

I can't emphasize how much I hate that I've become the kind of person that hates Mondays but yeah, I do. Hello there, beautiful people! It's been a while and I'm officially PMSing. You're probably thinking that the blog will finally make sense but sadly, it seems like it won't. Quite frankly, I don't feel deranged, in fact, I've been getting along with Ryan. We even went out to brunch without fighting and if you don't believe that's progress, this is coming from the couple that had a mirror smashed after an argument that started with not knowing where to eat. PMS translates to cravings, crying over stupid shit and just feeling uncomfortable with your boobs. It's this simple, when you have biiiig ol' boobies, periods are your enemy and there's no such thing as "My boobs look so good!" kind of day. Your breasts are the main source of that lower back pain that makes you wonder why you're alive. But oh boy, what never ceases to impress me are the breakouts. You know, those you're supposed to kiss goodbye once your adolescence years were over. Newsflash... THEY ARE STILL HERE! When I was in high school, everyone knew when I was on my period because a huge red pimple will appear on my nose, just like the Star of Belen announcing that Jesus was born. Wanna know what was cuter? They used to call me Rudolph. Let me be clear, that thing was huge and it deformed my naturally big nose. I remember putting Vicks Vaporub or toothpaste over it and it ended up burning my nose. Oh, to be young again... I mean, I still get my nose zit from time to time but it's not as bad. Talking about bad things. how many times you've made extreme decisions while PMSing? Like maybe getting bangs or something less extreme like buying an orange dress even though you don't even like that color? If that's the case, don't feel bad! After a month or so of convincing myself that I needed to save money and doing a lot of online window shopping, I ended up buying another record player and a set of speakers last night. I'm not even mad, just very disappointed in myself and I don't want YOU feeling that way. So let's just look up to the sky and enjoy the calm before the storm. After all, yesterday I decided to grow my bangs and we all know that's not going to happen but it feels nice to lie to yourself from time to time. Like that "I will start my diet on Monday since it's already Wednesday and I had pizza for lunch" kind of lie.