It's Just One of Those Days

I am really having “just one of those days, that a girl goes through” thank you Monica circa 1997. I really don’t know WTF is wrong with me but I want to punch pretty much everyone that I see/hear/think about. I just told Elle I feel like her crazy ass today. Oh you’re just a huge PMSing BEOTCH, you might be thinking… MAYBE… but period just ended so I don’t think it’s the case today. I definitely just woke the F-up on the wrong side of the bed this morning. I prob just should have stayed in bed all together because this is the most SERIOUS case of the Mondays I’ve ever had. I just want to sit here quietly pretending to do work until 5 o’clock when I can go home and be a moody B all by myself. But no, instead I have a coworker asking me every stupid question known to man. Really, you need help putting stuff in a box to mail out? Get the fuck outta here before I chokeslam your ass into next Tuesday.
Call it hormones or PMS or Syracuse getting upset for the Sweet 16 (GOD DAMN YOU SCOOP!), I have it and it’s raging like a MoFo. Never mind sick days, we need some I’mgoingtotearyourfuckingballsoff, days.