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Terrible , terrible
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I holed myself up at home the whole damn day today , doing nothing but resting on the couch with a hot water bottle pressed to my tummy while reading and re-reading today's newspapers .
Yes indeed , i am experiencing what guys will never understand. The pain that comes with the first spills of blood that bursts forth every month.
THE STOMACH CRAMPS.
I don't get that bloaty tummy nor the mood swings that comes with it though , but i would love to trade both of them with stomach cramps that is usually accompanied with the runs.
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An uneventful week. Again.
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Well , at least not on Mon when i went out with Jerel to watch a movie , which i highly recommend ..
"The Japanese Story"
Its M18 so if you're not 18 yet... TOO BAD !!
Anyway.
He's a really nice guy. Actually i had planned to do a really long post on this very memorable date but i guess not !!!
Oh , one thing.
I've totally embarrassed myself in front of him though he stressed that he didnt mind !
One one occasion , we had a quickie lunch at Pastamania for we were runnin late for our movie and i hastily ordered some kind of crayfish seafood penne and it looked rather good when it arrived and i attacked the crayfish head on with much gusto....
Only to find that there was only a pathetic sliver of meat in that stupid shell !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well i had to eat that tiny piece fraction by fraction and when i finished it i wanted more so i decided to put my primal instincts to gd use, poking thru the shell with my fork and knife to forage for more ( was dying to pry open the shell with my fingers but that'll make me look like a savage )
Bad move.
With my fork and knife i tried to seperate the entire shell when suddenly i exerted too much force on my fork and the damned crayfish flew out of my plate and out of the restaurent ( we were sitting by the exit )!!!!
I stared dumbly at Jerel who was laughing so hard that his cheeks were so flushed. I didnt know what to do , faced with only two choices
One : Save myself from dying of embarrasement by doing the wrong thing, which is pretending that nothing happened and leave the crayfish as it is on the floor
Or
Two : Stand up , walk , and pick it up with dignity.
Well i chose number two after one minute's worth of contemplation but before i could even stand up Jerel was already on his feet with a tissue in his hand.
And he picked up the damned crayfish before disposing it in the bin.
I was filled with so much admiration for his sweet considerate gesture that i almost wanted to salute him and plant a big wet one on him left right up down
Guys , word of advice. Its not just the opening of doors and opening of car doors that makes a gentleman. There is just SO MUCH MORE !
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An attempt at looking all girlish and pinkish.
