My Day Plus PMS struggles

Hi Girlies!

It’s good to write again. I can’t fully describe my mood because I’m trying to find the right words for it.

I feel very lazy today. In fact, I think the way I’m going to write today might not be well-constructed. Sorry 🙁

I woke up around 9 AM because I slept super late. I prepared for lectures on campus and listened to my super boring lecturers. I didn’t pay much attention. One of them talked about gender blah blah blah and about black and white men and women, which wasn’t even what the course is really about. He just loves teaching way off-topic sometimes.

I was scrolling through X (Twitter) the whole time, discussing issues on there with my friends (Nigerian women talking about being obedient in marriage as a wife blah blah). I actually do have friends, though I know they are just school friends and we will probably stop being friends after we graduate. I will graduate in 2 months (breathes a sigh of relief of me being finally done).

But before you consider this writing boring, I actually had a bit of fun today. Wait, before narrating that (remembers something)—I was kinda rude to a lady today, and to be honest, that wasn’t fair. I got in her way mistakenly and couldn’t apologize. Instead, I gave her a side-eye, and she called me a ‘stupid girl,’ which got me super angry. Hormones are bitches because the normal me would have apologized in the first place. But guess what? I called her a stupid girl too and was actually ready to argue or, worse still, fight (sighs). I am not proud of that.

So, to the fun part, we did a gift exchange in class today (smiles). We picked names randomly last week, and everyone was expected to bring gifts for the individuals they picked. I got a jar of chips for the girl I picked—let’s call her ‘T.’ But T didn’t come today, so I was later instructed to give the gift to ‘R’ because she was around and I think nobody picked her name or the person who picked her didn’t come to school today.

My gift was a jar of chips (2,800 naira, equivalent to 1.83 USD at the time of this writing). Trust me, you could buy lunch with this at a restaurant on campus. I wished I had done more, though, because I saw other ladies buy gifts five times more expensive than mine.

To be honest with you, I did this because I felt I might not be lucky enough to receive gifts too. Maybe someone wouldn’t pick me or something, and I didn’t want to go all out and not get anything in return. To my surprise, though, I got gifted a tote bag. Girlies, I loved that gift, and it warmed my heart (feeling emotional).

I will definitely give ‘H,’ my gifter, a hug tomorrow and thank her profusely. The tote bag had my favorite quote written on it for decoration. Now, you must be wondering how she knew my favorite quote since we aren’t really friends, just classmates. Well, I figured she got it from our ‘final year’ banners where we were asked to give fun information, which included our favorite quotes. Each person was celebrated every day on our social media pages, so that’s where I think ‘H’ got it from.

This whole thing might not seem much to you, but trust me, it was to me. I’m a girl who doesn’t get gifted much; I do the giving, so I appreciate gifts being given to me.

After the gifting, I left campus for my house off-campus. I live alone in a ‘self-contained’ apartment—a room, kitchen, and bathroom. On my way home, I was feeling so faint that I almost sat down on the tarred road under the scorching hot sun (one thing I really hate about Nigeria). But I can’t sit on the road…lol…unless I want to be hit by a bus, and this is not a ‘Mean Girls’ movie (big smiles).

I hate being on my period, but one thing I hate more is the week before. It comes with a lot of problems for me. I feel lazy, faint, too tired, have no appetite, my back hurts, my waist hurts, I get very angry and sensitive, I have pain at the back of my neck, I feel ugly, and many more symptoms.

Am I the only one who feels this? I googled it and I think it’s PMS—Premenstrual Syndrome. It could even be PMDD—Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder. I will do more research about this and write about it so you girlies can read through it.

I know many girlies are more expert about this, so please write about it in the comments. If you have better articles written by you about this and would love other girlies to know, you can comment below too.

So here I am… I have a lot to say, but I think I must stop here (smiles).

Love you girls.

Bye for now (blows kisses).