The Curse of the Bloody Mary
I've always thought that I have outgrown this curse. BOY AM I WRONG! This started when I was 16. A day before going to Boracay, I got... dendenden, my period!
Since then I've always had the Curse of the Bloody Mary. My theory is that because of the anxiety of the travel, the body has a difficult time coping with the stress, and voila, a day before, it suddenly releases hell in liquid form.
My trip last year also was such a hassel (not hassle, but HASSEL). I remember backpacking to Scotland with my period. I also had going home. Basta.HASSEL.
Sooooo.. after a month of waiting, right on the day before I leave, the crimson tide decides to gush in and grace me with its presence. Hayyyy stress.
Since then I've always had the Curse of the Bloody Mary. My theory is that because of the anxiety of the travel, the body has a difficult time coping with the stress, and voila, a day before, it suddenly releases hell in liquid form.
My trip last year also was such a hassel (not hassle, but HASSEL). I remember backpacking to Scotland with my period. I also had going home. Basta.HASSEL.
Sooooo.. after a month of waiting, right on the day before I leave, the crimson tide decides to gush in and grace me with its presence. Hayyyy stress.
posted by Isaaaaaa at 10:02 am
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