mercredi 17 septembre 2008 12:59
there was a rather musty and stenched feel to the toilet. it felt different than usual. like walking into a different room, like entering a dungeon. and before the senses come tingling into place, my feet stepped smack right into a puddle of textured water. textured, viscous, and wet. my gut feeling tells me it was not just the water you find poured all over the floors of your basic household toilet. somehow, it felt like it had a pulse.
eyeballs goggling, with my nose all cramped up and face forced into a muscular dysfunction, i stared down at the puddle of fresh redness creeping under my foot, diffusing itself, slowly, yet in that mysterious wisp kind of way, down into the drain. blood was trickling from under my foot.
and you would have thought it was or could have been some murder, or say, a piece of forgotten glass left on the toilet floor. none of the above.
in my most irritated mood, i gathered up all the energy clam-shelled in my lungs and yelled.
"REGINA TAN, DO YOU NEED A DIAPER OR SIMMPLY, AN EXTRA LARGE SANITARY PAD?!?!"
oh periods. they do not jsut irritate our female associates, sometimes, they tend to creep up behind you and make your brother yell like a chicken locked up in its pen with a butcher holding his chopping knife.
its the time of the month, yepp, the very fine time of the month. although i do not feel the pain, but i do abhor its existence too, sometimes. and just so you know, my sister did not bleed that much, she just forgot to wash it offf after bathing. i guess it happens, just that only girls will know that very well.
i vaguely remember, actually, i clearly remember that i had a few promises on updating. HAHAHAHA, but hell, sometimes its jsut very hard to keep to your schedule. but pictures from the previous few outings will be up soon. stay tuned, stay hungry.
