I never understood those who girls anxiously anticipated their first periods with smiles on their faces.
Anne Frank? I wanted to slap her for being excited about it.
Lucy Camden? Ok, to be fair I always hated her, (I wasn't actually that fond of 7th Heaven at all to be honest) but for real? What is your problem?
To girls who are pre-monthly-disasters, enjoy your freedom while it lasts.
I would say this is my last feminine dilemma post for the day, but that would most likely be a lie...