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The Story of a Girl
2010-02-01 19:26:20 (UTC)

Maybe it's Just Hormones...

So its Monday and fortunately, I had the day off. I was
extremely glad, knowing that I could use an extra day off
from school, especially since I spent all of last week
taking midyears I was ENTIRELY not ready for. Though I am a
little nervous since I barely studied for my midyears [less
than an hour the day before or of, so you can see how
fucked up I am]. Anyway, I was happy about having a day
off, even if its only a day. Lucky for me, my day off
wasn't as relaxing as I'd hoped it'd be.

I woke up this morning feeling average. Of course, my
sister just has to bitch at me, telling me that I HAVE TO
go to the bathroom first[though we always argue about this
one little issue and I know its stupid, but still, would it
kill her to get up first for once? I mean, she IS the lder
child...]. Soon, it was about 9:30 and breakfast was pretty
normal, except I usually don't eat breakfast on school
days. Well, anyway, I went to Arabic class for an hour
after that and I actually did some work when I got back.
Okay, so the work I did was supposed to be done before I
took the midyear for that class, [but, as I mentioned
before, I barely did any studying for any of my midyears]
but still, in the end, I got it done. Then i watched TV,
something I usually dont have time to do. At some point my
mom went out and I went to take a shower. When I come out
of the shower, I had a pleasant little surpirse waiting for
me... CHOCOLATE PUDDING! :D

And that made me REAAL happy. So i had a cup and watched
some more TV. Then i go upstairs and find my sister
commming out the shower, so I notice something lying in a
small puddle in the bathroom...something that looked
suspiciously like my new and amazing necklace that I just
got as a christmas present. I remembered that I let her
borrow it a few days ago [maybe a week?]. So I run into the
bathroom to try and rescue it , but the damage was already
done. The necklace was partially ruined. I was soo upset. I
know, its stupid to cry over a little necklace, but I
really liked that necklace and I got my monthly today, so
gimme a break. Anyhoo, I've been pissed at her since and
have been bleeding and cramping up worse than any
motherfucker has ever bothered me.

I've been ignoring her since I yelled at her about my
necklace [ D; ] and went back to watching TV. My little
sister bothered me some and then my mom arises from the
kitchen with "Hotdogs in a Blanket" which was bascially hot
dogs baked in pastry puff [or something like that]. It was
pretty good, despite being overly salty. But she didnt add
any salt. Anyway, as I randomly bit into a smoking hot dog
in a blanket, a burst of hot dog juice splurts out and
attacks me. It squirts into my palm, onto my chin, and into
my freshly washed hair. Okay, I'm not normally liek this; I
dont freak out over little things. Uugh, maybe its just
hormones. But I feel pretty out of it right now. So...
peace!

With hormonial actions,

~The Perfect Stranger




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