Starting my FinaLs

It had to happen.

Woke up early in excitement for my first final paper. Not as I pictured my first day of finals to be like. For starters, I get stomache movements even before I have to eat those cereals designed for elderly constipated adults. Well I'm young, my bowels might just be well trained.

Think again.

That was the first of the 10 or so trips I made this morning, in bouts of fitfull sleep. By noon, I was as limp as a rag that has been squeezed dry. Medication and thick tea seemed to help, but my sudden unwarranted dizziness was scaring me. So I forced some food down and went for my exams.

ANyone who has been through diarrohea knows the fear of venturing into public without first testing out your 'control mechanism'. Imagine getting the awful feeling of wanting to fart, but not daring to, for fear it actually being a shart. (fart+shit) Then gas just builds up, to a point choosing to fart or not is no longer your prerogative. Then you take the gamble, and heaven help you if you lose.

Thank God for little blessings, like exams lasting for only 2 hours. And for Extra Long Overnight Pads.