I think I shan't attend anymore art therapy or art diagnostic related courses anymore. Especially not when the menses is coming soon. I get so sedih, cengeng, gembeng, whatever...even the smallest tinge of emotional memory can get me teary eyed.

Like today, we were asked to draw our family as part of the training as counsellors. Nasib baik tak mencurah air mataku. Hearing about other people's family ajer pun dah boleh sedih seh. Tsk.

I know my menses is coming soon, coz I've been crying a lot lately. Almost daily for the past week. I cried when Michelle was leaving (but I scooted off to my workstation, pretending to do some work). I cried when I felt deprived of travelling to where I wanted. I cried when I woke up after dreaming he chose someone else over me (In that dream, I hit him with a book to my heart's content when I found out he had another girl. I just Hit, and hit, and hit and hit...but he just stood there, lke Hercules, unaffected by my blows. Then he walked away & I felt so damn bloody geram - whoops, too much details). I felt sad when I realised that I drew Tok first twice in both my family sketches today. I cried when he called me to stay he was sorry just now.

If my menses don't come by tomorrow, or Friday, I can almost see myself crying next Wednesday. Coz I've got 3 reports to submit, amidst the ridiculous amount of work I've been destined to do till at least Feb 07.