Debutante

I’m beat.  My period finally came.. and I’m cramping like crazy. Ugh, I hate my period days.. A week before I bleed, my boobs get uber sensitive.. I break out.. not to mention the uncontrollable hormone surge too.. (having a short temper, I mean.. not 24/7 horniness)..

I’m just worried that I might have my period on my prom day.. Tsk. That’s the worst thing that could happen.. Right now, I’m just trying to alleviate my cramping muscles by biofeedback.. It’s something I learned from my psychology class.. It’s not a hundred percent guaranteed, but it won’t hurt to try.

It’s when you try to do some internal functions (i.e. increasing or decreasing your blood pressure, making yourself blush, etc..) by just thinking about it and letting your mind do it..

It seems to far-fetched but what can you do if you’ve run out of pain relievers at home at 12:30 AM and you have this killer cramp in your lower abdomen? Curl up and die? No. Instead you can try biofeedback!

Haha.. Actually, I’ve been trying it to enlarge my cup size (since Friday). I figured if you stick to the process long enough, though it won’t show any apparent [physical] improvements, well, it’ll alter my mindset.. and I’ll have bigger boobs in my mental division..

Today is probably one of most well-spent Saturdays of my year.. Not productively, of course, that’d be tiringly boring.. At least today my mom, my sister, and I went shopping.. I got me earrings that I’ve been drooling about.. I got a haircut like a month ago and I realized them dangling and bigass earrings don’t look nice with my newly cropped do.. So I got some cute little earrings.. and some fancy necklaces too. Hope my mom would reimburse me though.. The money I used to buy the stuff came from my Prom Fund..

Plus, my cuz K.Che will come over to take my sister and I out.. so that means I gotta take more moolah out of the fund. Damn. If I’m broke for prom.. I’ll cry.

Haha. Just kidding.. But if I really am broke.. it’d be really really sad..

Which brings me to consider this one guy who asked me to prom.. well, if he’s a gentleman he’s gonna have to pay for my ticket and stuff right? But no. I’m still waiting for this guy to ask me.. and if he won’t ask, I’m probably gonna have to gather up my guts and ask him myself because he’s that special.. and I want to spend my prom night (sans sex) with him.. (Or with.. whichever..)

I digress.. again.. to my pervert state..

Anyway.. I gotta go shower.. K.Che will be here in 30 minutes..