01.24.2003 - 9:36 am
At the moment I'm hating my female organs.
I wake up from a blissfully cozy rest to a seizing pain in my back. Maybe I had slept in a wrong position, I think. So I flop onto my back and immediately feel like my female apparatus means to give birth to the fang-toothed spawn of Hell.
So I laid perfectly still for several moments - the pain went away but the tightness in my back and abdomen did not. I made my way out of bed and was immediately hit with a wave of nausea. It passed quickly though so I shambled over to my medicine cabinet and downed some Midol like a pill popper would pills.
And god could I go for some pills today.
My cramps are, typically, not bad. Every now and then, though, I have a day like this where my cramps more or less begin to incapacitate me.
Gah, I need to check my class schedules and see how many skips I get for each class today.
I'm also beginning to hate punk music. My suitemates seem to feel the need to awaken everyone in this hall with loud punk music around 8 or 9 every morning.
And they ALWAYS turn it down when I begin playing music too.
WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH THAT?
Gawd. I need a shower.
~Amanda~
