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[butterfly]

So, my body hates me. This is not news. My first period happened at my first high school dance. Which was also my last high school dance, because there is little that traumatizes a freshmen girl like suddenly bleeding from her vagina and having to call her mom to pick her up.

Intellectually, I knew of this menstruation thing, but I was so not prepared. And ever since, my body has contrived to have my period at the worst possible times. And I can't predict it, because it is very erratic and evil. I go for months and start hopefully thinking that maybe my ovaries shriveled up and I will never have to deal with another one, and then, boom, blood.

*sigh*

All of which is to say, guess what started last night?

Seriously, puts a huge crimp in the 'spend time with new-ish people' part of this weekend's plan, because when I have my period, I just want to be alone. Very annoying.

On the plus, now I know why I have this nagging headache.

Apart from the slight headache, it is mostly emotional baggage that my period brings. I'm not in massive pain. Just antisocial and slightly headache-y.