>:O

Okay, I think I can blame this post on hormones since I just got my period. Fucking A.

So I wake up with cramps and a backache, take advil then notice there's a message on the answering machine, and look who called, my fucking father. He left a message. He was actually rather coherent and asked for me to call him back. Uh, no, I'm not going to, but wtf!? What makes him think he has that right? He doesn't.

Wonderful, this and cramps have fucked up my day, and I have my first day of class today. Fucking wonderful. >:O At least my period usually has the common courtesy to come a week before stressful things, but I guess it didn't care this time. *fumes*