the period project

rant seventy-six: knocking

@thegbgirl 

My brother seems to have not grasped the concept of knocking. I was on my period and I had just cleaned up after a particularly nasty one and was putting the pad in the bin when he stormed in, took one look at the pad, screamed and then promptly fainted. No joke. So when he woke up, (courtesy of yours truly throwing cold water on his hair (which he calls Charles)) I was all, 'this is my blood. And this is 4 hours worth of blood from my vajayjay!' He freaked out more and asked, and I quote: "How do you deal with that much blood?" How do I deal with it brother dearest? I don't! I get cramps which are due to 'mini' labor, I have mad cravings, I have to shove a tampon up.my.jaxi, then have to suffer mood swings, sore boobs, uncontrollable acne, insomnia and let's not forget, 6 days of blood heavily flowing from my.vagina. He ran off and I then locked the door.to get some peace with the red tsunami.

You know what made it worse? He then stole.my chocolate. And ATE it. So I made him buy me three more bars to.make up for it. My family needs to know that having an annoying younger brother stealing a PMSing teenage girls chocolate is enough to get you hung, drawn and quartered.

If only, he was able to knock. He wouldn't have fainted and stolen my chocolate as a comfort seeking device and I wouldn't have locked him out of the house in a swimming costume for two hours.

The perils of a PMSing girl.