Dear body;
I hate you. I know you hate me. Why else would you wait, and wait, and wait to start that time of the month until I had just started on the first question of my 3 hour final exam? I KNOW I heard you cackling, uterus!
I bet you loved it when I had to get up in front of the class to ask the professor a question. Luckily I outsmarted you and wore dark pants.
I'm having a cigarette tonight just to hurt you,
Deb