Things I Absolutely Cannot Handle Doing During My Period

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.

That Sudden Gush

Written in the throngs of painful passion.

On a different note…

I had a constricting experience.

It was nice knowing you..

May you be happy and at peace in doggy heaven.

like wet chicks on a Sunday morning.

Mum’s inherent Catholicism proved to be the harbinger of our demise.

marvel is eternal no matter what happens.

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.

goodbye childhood.

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.