I feel so much filthy because....

i am cramped, my period is late, and I am full of shits to think of. I have 3 papers to sit on, that is on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. Trust me, they are all killer one. My pockets are dried like drought. And I am still smiling. I left rm2 in my pocket and I don't know when daddy wants to bank in some notes. Lastly, I am hoping and praying that 'someone' should see the real world and should quit immediately. It is unhealthy, and I don't like it. Oh, gawd.. Give me some life. I need it, badly. Please.