I get the worst PMS ever. At this very moment, I am so full of rage. It feels like my lungs are full of hot air.
I wish I didn't have to talk to people for a while but I have group work. My group consists of a woman in her 30's with a thick accent and my friend...who probably wasn't born here either because his grammar is awful. Absolutely awful. Mine may not be perfect but believe me, his is utterly terrible. So you're saying, "Give the guy a break." No, you haven't heard him speak or type or write, so forget it.
Guhhhhhhhh, I don't have enough patience in me to deal with people. I wish I could just skip my classes tomorrow.