I can never win sometimes...

Hey dudes. You know, Chuck Norris, Bruce Lee AND Jackie Chan combined couldn't fuck my shit up the way my body fucked it up yesterday. And today, really. Oh my GOD. I'm pretty sure it was the worst migraine OF MY ENTIRE LIFE. I hope it is, I really fucking hope it is. It wasn't like other migraines. It was a MENSTRUAL MIGRAINE. It lasted a LONG TIME and I felt REALLY FUCKING SICK. I vomited. I had the shakes. (I still fucking have them). I was like Gollum coming out of the cave - I couldn't be in the light. Normal sounds are too fucking loud. GOD.

I felt like I was having a baby FROM MY HEAD.

And there I was yesterday morning thinking, "He he he. My period cramps aren't bad. I must have taken the pills in time. Sucked in, uterus! I win this round!" My brain saw what I was doing and gave an ominous, evil laugh. I should have KNOWN something was up. My left eye has been twitching for days! (Stopped now, thank Christ).

I still had cramps all yesterday, while suffering a migraine FRUM HAHLL. /Ingway Malmsteen. And now they're kicking in this morning, like, tag teaming my brain on the way out.

"Thanks, motherfucker. Time to bring this bitch some serious pain!"

"Have fun, she's a squealer!"

T_T Kill me. BAH! I woke up with a headache, and I'm praying to God it goes away again.

windtear, darling, I will do that thing you tagged me to do. I've just been knocked on my arse and need a day or two to get my shit back together again. I sowwy!

Post-Migraine blues.

I thought I was going nuts. I had a nap cause I was feeling so ratshit and when I woke up, I had a crushing depression. Like, suicidal depression. I don't like feeling that and I got up immediately, took a Lovan and got on the computer to get busy. I asked my brother Paul (a fellow migraine sufferer) if he's ever been depressed after a migraine. Apparently so. I had a look on the net and yes, it's a part of the postdrome phase of migraines. I thought I was going nuts for a minute there. *sigh*

I'm just so bloody tired and exhausted. And I feel really out of it. Like, dizzy or something. Still a bit nauseous sometimes too. Dad keeps nagging me to do chores and I'm like, "Dude... not happening. Feel sick."

On the upside, my hair looks really good today. Shiny! I thought I had a silver hair, totally freaked out. Pulled it out, went into the sunlight (best way to check) and it gleamed a bright golden colour. Fucking blonde hairs. I'm a dark brunette and I get these fucking gold and ginger hairs mixed in there, particularly at the front. In fact, if you look at this icon - the mermaid face one? Look at the puff of hair at the side of my hair - see how much lighter it is than the hair at the top? Yeah. Must be the German side coming out, I think. "I VILL BE SEEN!" It's hard to beat out the wog genes, see. I like being woggy, though. Oily skin is great. And no, I'm not being sarcastic. In this hot dry climate I live in, it's death to have dry skin. I still moisturise, though, to keep my levels up.

I'm just rambling now. I'm going to fuck around on the internet some more!