I won't go into the gory details because I'm sure no one wants to hear them.

The myth that 'one's first period is the worst' is the most gargantuan fabrication I have ever heard. I've gone through this horrid process before and never have I been in such misery.

I'm uncomfortable now, but tomorrow I will most likely die, for woe, I must travel the paths of my school all day and pray to God nothing tragic happens.

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Ok, I'm done sulking. Yesterday I visited my grandma and we watched this old movie called The Miracle of Morgan's Creek. In 1944 it was rated R, but nowadays it would probably be rated G and maybe a PG. The only matter which was questionable in 1944 was Trudy, one of the characters, became pregnant and married (the order was never spoken of) while she was drunk. It doesn't show any of it and they only suggested the drunk part.

The movie was a comedy, dispite what you might be thinking right now. The whole thing is purposefully unbelievable. The plot is quite hard to explain, so I won't even try. All I will say is: if you ever have a chance to watch it, I recommend it. The ending is the best part.

Off to do homework.