This is kind of a gross story. Well, not really. It just involves my period. You have been forewarned. Don't leave comments like, "Ugh Janelle, you are disgusting!" or I will be forced to throw a glass bottle with all of its contents still in there directly at your face. Anyway...

This morning I wasn't sure if I was still on my period and on my way out of my room to the bathroom, I unconsciously grabbed my crotch. (How that would tell me if I was still on it or not I'm not quite sure.) Then out of nowhere, I hear a loud, vibrant, "HI!" from Benny, the new guy with pencil legs, who is also Kevin's (the guy who brings his textbooks with him to the bathroom for long anticipated stays on the can) best friend. Benny obviously saw me grab my southern regions which prompted him to have a smirk on his face after his jubilant greeting. I brushed it off and continued to embark on the adventures and misadventures of my everyday life. Unfortunately, Benny played quite a role in my misadventures. I kept running into him at various points throughout the day. He still had that damn smirk too. If only he knew I was doing it to see if mother flow got the hell out of dodge or not.

I really hope this doesn't tarnish my image on the floor as the American girl who doesn't say shit to anyone besides, "Hallo", "Tschuess" and an occasional, "Darf ich kurz?" when someone is standing in the way of me getting something in the cabinets. Now I feel compelled to do something else in front of Benny to erase the previous vivid memory he has of me which I am sure replays in his head every five minutes or so. But what beats seeing your neighbor grab their crotch in plain sight early in the morning? Suggestions are strongly encouraged and appreciated. Please help me save face for the rest of my two and a half months left here.