earlier today, as i rumbled down the stairs on my way to poke my head in the fridge and grab my much needed chocolate boost, my mother screamed at me from the living room and told me to get dressed because i had to get injected with the HPV Vaccine^click immediately before the doctor left her friend's house. i didn't even know i was getting vaccinated today. i was so unprepared it's not even funny.

i like to be prepared for things. i like to sit-back and revel in preparedness before i do anything. i didn't sign-up for Girl-Guides in high school to be unprepared. i'm reared to always be prepared for things - why else would i lug around a huge bag full of nonsense? so i sulked up to my room, annoyed at this sudden change of plans, while my mother's yells accompanied me up the stairs.

tonight was supposed to be a pain-free-happy-doodle night. i was supposed to just gorge on chocolate while i watched season 4 of the Gilmore Girls and moan about my dying laptop. instead, there i was, digging around my cupboard for a bra to add to my sloppy at-home outfit and getting shoo-ed out of the house to get vaccinated for something i should have gotten long ago; and i mean, loooong ago, before the thought of sex even entered my mind. too late, mother. i'm turning 23 and sex is a topic i happen to enjoy talking about.

okay. over-share.

at least the doctor didn't make things awkward by asking me about my sex life in front of my mother. i would have melted in a pool of embarrassment had that happened. i can actually picture that scenario. my mom looking all proud of her virgin-daughter while the doctor impatiently waited for my answer on whether or not i've had sex. i wouldn't know who to lie to.

again. over-share.

ah wells, at least i can now strike-off getting cervical cancer off my list of things-to-not-acquire-before-i-die. of course, the vaccine only lessens my chances of acquiring cervical cancer; but a lessened chance of getting cervical cancer in a family-line that breeds cancer cells is comforting enough. so this odd sensation plaguing my arm right now - it feels like someone's attempting to saw my left arm off with a really blunt bread knife - and the thought of two more painful shots in the coming months is definitely worth the thousands of pesos cost per injection.


oh and the screen of my laptop has been shaking non-stop for days. i really need to get it repaired soon because it's prohibiting me from finishing my thesis.

lousy piece of crap, you just had to act-up just when i specifically told you that i need to finish 25-pages of my novel before the month ends.

i really need to be nicer to my possessions.