Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

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Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Inner Bitch

Can I be a bitch and complain/whine a whole lot?

Can I?

On the account of PMS?

Sigh.

Right now, possibly the only muscle that is still functioning normally is the one is my heart. Even that might be failing.

It was the first IVP training tonight and I swear the coach was trying to MURDER me. Or us. Whatever.

I don't remember doing drills till I had fainting spells and took heaving breaths. Ok, maybe I'm exaggerating a little but honestly, I felt like my life was going to end right there in the courts. And when I desperately asked for a time-out, he nonchalantly continued to feed the ball and insisted I hold on for another minute, ten balls.....

Now, even my toes are crying out in pain.

It doesn't help that my schedule is packed like sardines. And it's taking a toll on my temper. My fuse appears to have become rather short; so pardon me - at this point in time, if I'm not getting things done quickly and my way, Volcano J may just revert from it's dormant state.

I'm trying but sometimes it's really hard to control myself... there are so many expectations even my own.

I beg the pardon of those who have to bear the distress of my impatience if my fuse blows.

I am a bitchy woman, hear me snarl.

[Time of Confession] 10:22 PM
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