I freakin got my period. Yes yes yes yes yes.

It was in the middle of a 6 hour bus ride, and I juuust hardly brought enough supplies to last the four days.

But I freakin got my period.

It kind of made things annoying, since wandering around NYC trying to find a non-sketchy bathroom to go in is a bit tricky, but I did it. And I had an awesome trip despite that.

Actually, awesome is an understatement. It was plain AMAZING. My spirits are way up. We saw a broadway show (Shrek!) went to some cool places around the city, bought some awesome stuff. And even the long bus rides were good.

I can't say I'm over what happened... I had sex without being ready for it and I'm always going to be mad over that. And I haven't even talked to my boyfriend about it yet. I'm sure he's having an amazing time and China, and he's not as upset as I was. If I'm ruining his trip without even realizing it, I will be terribly upset once we talk.

But I'm not pregnant.

And that makes me so happy.