when for blood donation today. janet went along with me but she found out that her vains were too small so she cant donate. my bf said i should not donate. wana know why? he said i have not come my mens so when i come i will lose even more blood and die! crazy guy! (hehe but when i told him what happen he called after sometime to check on me... ahh love him) i went ahead with the donation let me elaborate on the process.

1st: they prick your finger for some blood test thing. that was like a paper cut.

2nd: they inject you with anersitic (confirm spelling error)that was abit pain lah huh. i was like think if that was a little pain that what about the actual needle?!

3rd: the big fat thick (ok ok im exsegarating) metal needle. when she open the packact containing the needle i did not dare to look at it. then after a while she was like done lah!! i did not feel a friging thing man!

ok ok now for the part where you laugh at me. you can go ahead and laugh first. DONE?

when i was almost done. i felt giddy but it was only a little. then somehow the feeling of giddyness kinda took over me pretty fast and i had strength to say only this words "er.. excise me" and i said it dam softly. i was so thankful that someone was near me. if there was not anyone there omg lah... cause i really had no strength to say anything else. wah the feeling was gosh. i ALMOST black out. wah scary!!! i guess thats how you feel if you kena shot and losing blood fast.


i wanted the purple one but i couldnt change. like DUH!









it was still bleeding when i got home!


BUT

i will do it again. this time i will drinks loads of water!

oya one more thing. on the way back from school today i sat on the bus then right this big build size guy came beside me to sit. he literally jumped on the chair i.e. let his butt fall on the seat. like as if he cannot support his own butt sia. and you know what!? when he jump onto the chair i flew up and knock my head on the ceiling of the bus lah! its true STOP laughing!


haha thats about it. i have to go down my mum calling me for god knows what reason.

wRitteN wiTh tHe ouNce Of fReeDom i hAve leFt
Thursday, February 08, 2007

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