Blowing a fuse

Warning: This is a rant filled post!

I think I need some mood-altering drugs…seriously this is starting to scare me…this week the smallest thing sends me into a complete and utter rage..

I think sometimes men are psychic…and not in a good way..its like you sense that I’m in a completely rotten mood to tell me something totally stupid…aarrgghhh!!!!!!!! I don’t want to hear about the pretty girl in your college..as in are you nuts???

This isn’t PMS..its worse than that…I’m so mad I can feel a headache coming on and my ears are hurting coz they’ve become hot!!! My workmates are particularly irritating…especially the girl I work with..I see her and just feel the urge to throw a nice huge rock at her…or mebe my slow as hell comp!! Everything from her voice to her constant peppiness to her knowledge of the office rules to the amount of make-up she piles on just annoys the hell out of me….

And not in a bad way..but I’m currently hating all women with small or non-existent hips…If I hear one more person commenting on my hips I’m going to blow a fuse!!!!!! A huge one!!!!!!!! I mean…I don’t go round exclaiming at the size of people’s bodies so why do they feel the urge to comment on mine???? So I apologise to all women who are tiny..I’ll get over this violent urges soon..

As for supervisors who think my weekends and evenings are non-existent…aarrgghhh!! What the hell?? You cannot give me work…and insist that its urgent thus force me to work through my illness..and then decide not to show up for work..what is that???

Random thought: I actually have a playlist with angry type songs..and I’m going to play them till I calm myself down……and mebe some hott chocolate.

Playlist:
1. I hate you so much right now- Kelis
2. Lost yo mind- Beyonce
3. Ring the alarm- Beyonce
4. Should have known- Robyn
5. Loosing my grip- Avril Lavigne

PS: In the course of my work..I have come across some interesting names..Sixtered, Abundance and Woodland…and this are actual people’s names!!!!