What would life be like?

I don't know about you but there are some things that I just can't wait for to happen, my that one thing is the day I stop having PMS. It will be just great: no more unexplainable uncontrolled cry-attacks. No more sugar-cravings. No more sudden low self-esteem. No more procrastination of work. No more angry outbursts on the people I love. No more so many things. So what would life be like? Would I only always have rational feelings? Would I always feel great? Probably not though. These few months I've kind of loved my PMS, it has been ok. First of all I love myself when I'm bitchy and careless. And that's what happens sometimes: I know I won't get nothing done so I'm like, not even gonna try. Let me enjoy myself or not. Let me wallow in this misery. Because I deserve it. I have the right to feel like shit if I want to. But then it hasn't been awful lately, I have functioned. I haven't been in bed for a week just wishing to lay there forever. That was January. February was ok. March I had a ball of stress in my chest for a couple of days. April ok. May so far? Ok. Only sugar cravings without the like. And let's face it if I would always be on top: how would that be? I mean come on: I'm just great, I don't wanna make people too jealous.