Moody (66 of 90)

This is a last ditch effort to stay awake and feel motivated.

I am, in fact, female:

I'm just as moody as the rest of my particular half of the species. It's irritating. I like to pretend I'm not, and nine times out of ten, I don't think I'm that moody. But the truth of the matter is, I really am. I don't mean to be, and I do notice when I am, but the fact remains; I'm moody as all hell.

I can't help it. It's stress. It's hormones. It's ovaries. Whatever. I'm moody. End of story. I don't know why, but I'm a moody little girl. Just like every other little girl. I'm prone to snapping at random moments in time for no apparent reason. God only knows what set me off this time. It's probably a multitude of factors. I don't know when exactly it hit, but I can't say I'm surprised. It's amazing I've only been tired so far.

I have a lot to think about right now. And when that happens, there's always that straw that breaks the camel's back, you know? That one thing that just sets someone off. Well whatever that one thing was, it happened. And consequently I'm a bit moody, and not in any particular talking mood. I mean, I will talk if conversed with, and by talk, I clearly mean respond (I will not guarantee any actual conversation, I know better than that). But I'm just not up to talking with anyone. And I mean anyone.

Sometimes I wonder if this is just a standard part of being female. Doing things for no apparent reason I mean. But that's not true. There's logic to everything we do, even if it is somewhat convoluted. I told that to a friend today, and I believe what I said. If you just know what to look for, it's easy to see the logic behind all of our crazy female actions. We don't do things for no reason, it's just not who we are. Sure, guys (and even other girls) may not understand why we do the things we do all the time, but there is logic there. And I think I know what's wrong with me now.

But I'm not willing to talk about it. It's not something that really needs to be addressed. It's not really a problem, and I'm sure any other day at any other time I would have been just fine. But the culmination of events led to me ending up all moody like, and for now I'll just have to live with it. Except by "live with it" I clearly mean "go to sleep so I don't have to worry about it". Sleeping sounds good. I'm so tired. I'll wake up earlier tomorrow, and actually accomplish things. I don't think I can write decently like this anyway.

Quote of the Day:

"How come we don't always know when love begins, but we always know when it ends?"
- L.A Story