Sometimes it's very good to be in a Venus dominated environment.
I always suffer from the much disliked cramps during my period and it's not a problem to be seen carrying a hot water bottle around the school. Neither does anyone give you weird stares when you are in extreme pain because we understand.
Whenever i'm on the journey home, i frequently see Sec. sch boys and thank god i'm not in co-ed schools. I don't need to elaborate on their immaturity but i don't wish to generalize all boys that way either. Majority, i feel, still aren't sensitive enough to their environment.
While i was enduring the cramps, i thought about how much the pain would escalate during labour. I can never imagine.
I wish i could turn into a guy for a change.
There's no need to think about dressing up, it's always shirts and pants.
No sitting demurely and appropriately in case others might see things they aren't supposed to. No period = no PMS = no pain = carefree.
No need to worry about boobs.
No need to find toilet to pee when you really can't control.
No worries about unshaven armpits, no one's gonna comment anyway.
Thing is, without all those worries, guys dread N.S. It's actually quite okay. Imagine all the mess for a girl during N.S when she has her period. Eeeek.
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