Today was about the worst day of my life. Lets just say that my once a month decided to come when I was in the middle of an exam where you can't just get up grab your purse and run off to the bathroom. The teacher would look at me funny and accuse me of trying to cheat.
So instead of doing that I raise my hand waiting impatiently while I'm bleeding the Red Sea from my VG and the teacher makes me wait like thirty minutes before I can go to the nurse and just buy a pad. By the time I'm there I realize I've forgotten my ID card, blood is running down my leg, and the nurse is being a complete bitch. I sit there and practically beg her to just give me a pad and if she wants me to have my ID so bad she can wait until after I fix myself as best as I can manage. Instead of being nice she is making me beg until I finally convince one of the other nurses to back me up because I'm dripping blood all over the floor.
So finally I'm mostly cleaned up and I dash out of the nurses office after apologizing, without being asked, for not having my ID card. I'm out in the hall and I'm muttering to myself crying a
bit and I swear I can feel the people behind me thinking I just got a positive on a pregnancy test. Whatever.
So I go back to class and finish my test before locking myself in a restroom stall and phoning my dad to come pick me up.... Cause trust me, the bus ride home would've been ten times worse.
Then as if my day hasn't been bad enough my dad calls me in the middle of class like I can just pick up my phone in front of the teacher and not get it taken up and finally a kid from the office gets to my class to give me my pass and when I get there my dad starts to yell at me. He thinks I should just know when my red flow should start and that I should just be able to take care of it immediately even when I have all these Nazi teachers around. Then he gets in the car and starts driving like a madman through the school parking lot cussing, yelling, running over the curb, and hitting a stop sigh, and I just want to smack him shit less and say "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO UPSET ABOUT?! YOU DIDN'T JUST SIT THROUGH TWO HOURS OF BLOODY ASS CRACK AND CROTCH! YOU DON'T HAVE TO RIDE A FUCKING COTTON PONY ONCE A MONTH TO AVOID SCARING THE LOCALS! YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO SIT IN A SEAT KNOWING YOUR ASS WAS COVERED IN BLOOD AND THAT WHEN YOU STAND BACK UP PEOPLE ARE GONNA LOOK AT YOU FUNNY AND WONDER WHY THERE'S A RED BUTT STAIN ON YOUR CHAIR! NO YOU GOT TO SIT ON YOUR ASS ALL DAY AND PLAY COMPUTER GAMES, DRINKING MONSTER, ALONG WITH TAKING YOUR AFTERNOON NAP!" but I didn't say it, and not because I'm nice, it's because I didn't want to get the crud beat out me.
Yup... I just can't have a normal day.
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That is bad ._.
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