I had a breakdown today.

It was rather embarrassing and I didn't know what to do actually.

It started with a minor mistake I did and I distributed it. Not long after, a colleague of mine called and told me about it. I took responsible of what I did and I apologized; as I truly didn't know that I had to do what I was supposed to do. It was my first time.

Later, I received an email from one of the Head of Departments, highlighting the same mistake. Honestly, the 'teguran' wasn't harsh or anything. I took it openly but when I saw that he C.C to the other HODs, I was quite pissed off.

I wouldn't mind if he emailed me and my boss but when he did that, I just..what the?!?

Minutes later, I was called in by my boss. He wanted me to clarify with him what happened. I just told him; yes, I did what I did and I didn't know that I had to do whatever I had to. He looked at me, seeking for a better explanation. I just admitted my mistake and I was not in a position to bull or whatever. I took responsible for the mistake. He nodded and accepted it, and will reply the email to clear the air. Thank God for that. After all, it was my first time.

I walked out of the room and the next thing I knew, the tears were rolling down my cheeks like nobody's business. Shirley came and tried to calm me down. I was calm but the tears just didn't want to! I wasn't sad or super pissed-off about what happened, it was just a minor thing but the tears just took over everything. I tried to talk while walking out for lunch but the tears just went crazy and Shirley panicked.

"I don't know why!!! They just don't want to stop!! Bloody hell!! What's wrong with me?! Make it STOP Shir!!! Wadeff?!?" I laughed, with my suara kambing and of course, with the tears pouring down.

My tears stopped during lunch. Thank God, I got to eat in peace.

I went to the bathroom and there! My loyal friend..it's that time of the month, she's here. Then it struck me.

Was that crazy hormone before lunch?! With all the tears and whatnot?! The breakdown!? Damn.

During teen years, PMS is like; everything is pissing me off! Back off! But now, it's all about the tears?! What?! Serious?! I think I can handle the piss-off phase but the sensitive mode?! OMG!

Throughout the day after that, I was all happy.

And people say girls have issues. It's not the girls people, it's the freaking hormones and it's beyond our control. Try to live with that. Hahaha!