Mood Swings

Hello my dear reader,

Perhaps I haven’t yet mentioned, my personality isn’t that stable and I used to be prone to mood swings which could happen at the drop of a hat.  So any PMSing used to go completely unnoticed.  Then I developed some control and my mood swings became restricted to the inside of my head and heart… oh, and my darling mother who knows just how to get under my skin at the end of a long day.

There’s nothing wrong with my mother, I love her dearly.  Unfortunately, she babbles, something which I find infuriating at the best of times.  So when I come home and want to take a nap, the last thing I want is for her to demand why I’m sleeping.

I admit, taking naps during the day is very unusual for me, so it did warrant an explanation.  The reason?  The cake that I’d spent two hours making for my friend, was eaten while I was still in lessons so I didn’t get a slice.  Not much, I know, but combined with PMS, a stalker 1st year, yet another dead end trying to find a part-time job and absolutely no one who I feel I can talk to about this, well…. you get the idea.

Have I mentioned the stalker before?  I don’t believe I have.  She’s a first year who is actually my age (failed her first year or something and moved down here so she has no friends).  I felt sorry for her, saw a little bit of myself in her, so I decided I’d be nice and be her friend.

She.  Is.  So.  Boring.

She also invades my personal space and insists on following me.  The guys call her “New Friend”, so that’s how I’ll refer to her from now on.  Almost all of them find her annoying, no.3 really seems to hate her.  But it’s been over a month now and I think we’re stuck with her.

I seem to have gotten off track.  I came home and answered my mother, that some of the guys had eaten the cake.  Darling, dearest Mum goes off on a ten minute rant that can only be described as slander against my friends, then proceeds to nag me about cleaning my room…. am I the only person who feels this is not the best way to make a person feel better?

  Oh well, I suppose I’ll just have to grin and bare it.  On a brighter note, it’s back to paganism for me.  Diets aren’t working so I’ll try my hand at some magic, hopefully I’m not too rusty.