Furry Tennis Balls

This is not the usual introduction I would have liked to write, but there’s nothing else on my mind now except for this:

I’ve never experienced such bad pre-menstrual symptoms. The depressed, volatile and emotional me subsides once the monthly flow starts gushing out. Although the symptoms are clear and I know that my mood is highly associated with my menstruation, I tend to feel better only after “confirmation” of my monthly visit. It sucks big time. I didn’t use to find it a problem. But now it has become something that irks me and the people surrounding me.

Tennis ­- I’ve had three lessons in total over the past month, as well as practices with Bunny and others; and I’m beginning to doubt if I can really play tennis at all. Once I see that lime-green-rambutan-looking ball heading towards me, I start to panic and everything fucks up. I don’t think I’ll be able to buy a tennis ball for you guys, which I promised to. It’s so disheartening. BUT, I’ll continue my lessons and hopefully my tennis skills will improve (that’s if I even had any in the first place). Bunny tells me not to be discouraged. Sigh.

Richard and Zon will be back next week for CNY and it’s been almost a year since we’ve last seen one another and I can’t wait to catch-up with them! Pity I won’t be able to see MonMon and Mila though.