Was a complete mess on Sat night. Had dinner, squash and went back home to rest. It was a good evening.

Was just watching tv, sipping my whites and I just started to break down. Couldn't quite stop crying. Time like this made me feel utterly foolish and pathetic. There's no reason for me to feel this upset. I have my job, I have my friends,  I have someone who loves me.

This pms thingy is such a pain in the arse...maybe time for me to get some hormonal pills...