I think I have made it clear in my previous post how much I absolutely abhor getting periods. It is hot, it is uncomfortable, it is debilitating, and it morphs me into some kind of hermit. Plus, it effectively transforms simple, every day chores into Herculean tasks. See? I told you. Periods either turns you into Xena or Hercules. Continue reading Things I Absolutely Cannot Handle Doing During My Period
Written in the throngs of painful passion. Continue reading That Sudden Gush
I had a constricting experience. Continue reading On a different note…
Mum’s inherent Catholicism proved to be the harbinger of our demise. Continue reading like wet chicks on a Sunday morning.
Being the hikikomori that I am, I used to spend my summer days playing PlayStation 1 (yes, one) on our second-hand PC. It had this nifty program that allows you to play PS 1 discs in your computer. I think it was called Connectix VGS or something. My father got a bunch of ’em CDs from his office mate and brought them home. Continue reading marvel is eternal no matter what happens.
For a long-ish time, I finally managed to squeeze in some time to go back home to the province. After my last class, I hurriedly packed my stuff and rode a bus back home. I was hungry so I ate all the food that I bought. All that food would’ve sustained if it wasn’t for one thing. Oh, no, two things. Continue reading goodbye childhood.