Why I Hate Estrogen
This was originally a response to a prompt on a blog I read several months ago. I don't know why this was the prompt, but I just found what I wrote and thought I'd share it again. I don't think I need to explain what, exactly, estrogen brings about. Y'all know... This story happened on one of *those* days. TMI? Idc. ;) We are sitting in the frozen yogurt shop thirty minutes before the weekly campus ministry meeting and my friend is telling me about how she and the guy she likes are FINALLY talking about dating. He did the most romantic thing ever last night. I am the only single girl at our table and my coffee (yes... I get coffee at the yogurt shop) is too sweet (never thought I'd say that). Oddly enough, I'm more upset about the coffee than the singleness. I waited all day for this coffee and it's not right. This is tragic. I am sad. We get up to leave and my friend says, "I'm just so happy!" You know what? I'm suddenly ridiculously...