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Look Whos Here For A Visit
Thursday, July 07, 2005 1:05 AM

YAH. She's back. *Stomps around exasperated*

She is back TERMINATOR style. And man is she terminating my happy genes, my happy chromosomes, my happy cells, and my happy everything!

Today should have been one of the happiest days of my life (yeah I know, I say happiest days loosely and not really literally) because Clara has decided to pass me her library borrowed "ANGELS AND DEMONS" by Dan Brown (which I have been dying to read since I read two of his books).
BUT IT WASN'T!

All because she paid me a visit.

Girls, you should know who came. Guys, don't feign innocence. You know who it is. Or rather what it is.
I'm not talking about the monster in my closet or the evil green eyed evil of all evils like a distant unknown relative from Mars. I'm talking about my 'YI MA' and for those who still catch no ball, the woman in red who visits females every single month. Almost every single month. This is like so obvious. And guys, don't need to pretend. I know you know. Don't feign ignorance. Accept it. This natural phenomenon is not such a phenonmenon anymore. Don't say "Don't know what you talking you!" All guys should get it and know I'm talking about period lah!

Just in time too. To debunk Jenny's white uniform theory. That staining isn't a problem.
IT IS OKAY! Periods are a pain. STAINING IS A BIGGER PAIN. AND PEOPLE WHO THINK WHITE UNIFORMS ARE COOL... Okay won't go there.

I know my skirt was stained by my period's impromptu in the middle of school visit. Hello! Lucky its brown. So now my skirt looks like there are patches of mudstains here and there. Maybe for the not so imaginative its just oil stains. But heck it, I KNOW ITS MY PERIOD STAIN. :C

Can't imagine if its white. Jenny SEE! Just because you don't notice doesn't mean it doesn't happen! Just because you stare at a clock and it doesn't seem to move means it doesn't move! Time still moves. Thats what I've been trying to tell you. ITS INEVITABLE THAT STAINING SHOULD OCCUR! AND WHITE SKIRTS ARE GONNA BE A BANEEE! *Shrieks*

I'm all moody and all. GAH! :C

I feel like yelling at everyone, snapping at everyone... But I feel so tired to do that. Snapping feels so tedious as it is. And I can't stop feeling jumpy. WHY? WHY? WHY?

The price of the ability to be pregnant. And then when you're pregnant, theres another price tag. Being a woman is one giant price tag. Ooooghh. :X

I am being such a spoilt brat and I'm rarely ever like this! Thats whats frustrating. BEING SO TOTALLY UNCARRIE, UNMYSELF, UN-NATURAL. (And as dearie occasionally exclaims, "WHO ARE YOU? WHERE IS CARRIE? AND WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?")

And its just great that I have X-country on Saturday. Hope the whole I wanna kill my own period feeling goes away by then. Even if it doesn't I have to MAKE IT go away (my er... murderous feelings not my period) because I GOT TO FACE IT.

The cramps are kicking in.

Great. Next time when I'm twenty odd, married and pregnant, I'll have contractions and cramps will feel like the need to pee. BUT NOW ITS LIKE GAARAHRRJKARJ!

I'm so sad for the guys... ... Haha. So sad for dearie... He's gotta put up with my almost delirious period temper tantrums, my sudden unreasonable nature, my temporary feet stomping, and my occasional insatiable cravings. And I so want to lose weight at the same time. Looks like all hell breaks loose today.
No wonder I'm feeling messed up.

Tell me I'm not alone (not that it's gonna help much)... ... Oh never mind. GOTTA FIGHT THIS WAR WITH MY HORMONES. Need to jab myself with pheromones or whatever you spell them, the cute stuff you get when you eat chocs or when you ... ... Nevermind.

Fighting a war,
be back soon,carrie