- It’s giving me ‘your cycle is starting three days early this month, so screw you’ attitude.
- It doesn’t care how I feel.
- It has subsequently spoiled my weekend plans. I can practically hear it laughing.
- It wants constant attention – it’s having a diva tantrum like Mariah Carey or Barbra Streisand. I can’t get on with anything!
- It objected to being waxed by making it as painful for me as possible. What a bitch.
- It is altering the seam of my trousers to make itself known when no one wants to know it’s there, especially me.
- It’s battling with my tights. Uncomfortable.
- If it doesn’t know I am not going to tell it.
