I wore my golden gown to Chevy's debut. You know, the one I wore to the brods' convention in Cebu which Lex said made me look like a wedding sponsor. How's that for a compliment from your pseudo-boyfriend after being dolled up for two hours, huh?
I was supposed to borrow a gown from Kate but it turned out that I have heavier hips than her. That is why I was super surprised when model-physiqued Rossel's hips are the same as mine. She lent me a skirt for the after-party because both she and Chevy somewhat forgot to clue me in on the after-party plans so I did not bring extra clothes.
I love my golden gown. It makes me feel all regale and sophisticato.
[Disclaimer: Boys, you may want to stop reading right here if you don't want to be grossed out by raw girl talk.]
My disaster for that night was that my period decided to come. So therefore, my emotional episode last week WAS because of PMS. Stupid me, amidst the hustle-bustle of the preparations and the fact that I was running late, forgot to bring an extra pad; make that extra padS.
Where would I have found sanitary napkins in Intramuros?! My twin brought her box of tampons.
Tampons are the innovative plugs for menstruation that the western culture has been using for decades to avoid females from feeling like babies with diapers but has not yet reached the prude Filipino culture. It involves inserting the applicator to the vagina and pushing in the tampon. Some, however, do not come with an applicator so the finger has to be used to push the tampon in for about two to three inches deep into the vagina. It has a string to pull it out when done.
I was like a virgin. *snicker*
I'm sticking with my Whisper, though. I figured as liberated I may be for Pinoy Big Brother, I'm not comfy with an alien object deep inside me.
I'm craving for lots and lots of chocolates! Can't get enough sweets since Sunday. Damn hormones.
*.* as if! @ 3:02:00 PM • • RBJ
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