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Friday, February 04, 2005

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i promised (can't swear) that donating blood is something scary...
it's not the needle part..
it's not really the blood part (although i freaked a little seeing my blood flowing out like as if it's FREE?)
it's the part after it...
yes.. of course the sense of satisfaction of helping someone in future (they better not spill my blood)
BUT.. i certainly cannot tolerate the after effect..
i was literally unconscious thinking about stupid things like dying(yes i know it's stupid)?

i aint scared of little needles poking me.. taking a straw and sucking my blood and put into some copper solution to test for my iron intake (i already said i was a healthy and strong baby considering that i've been eating TONS outside all these while)
i aint afraid of the iodine solution rubbing gently on my skin and after which a needle poking and drawing out blood.
but i was darn CHICKEN when i the nurse raised her voice saying three words, "NURSE, NEED HELP!"
my god.. it's certainly scary...
i couldn't see anything... it was exactly the same screen i saw when i fainted in primary6... The black stars that took over my vision...
the worst was when i realise my sense of hearing was failing too..
AND IT WAS ONLY DONATING BLOOD FOR GOODNESS SAKE!?
everything was much better when the nurse terminated the procedure and lifted my leg up on this certain angle... i regain my consciousness and i couldn't wait to leave my uncomfortable position... and our OM.. nicknamed- Turburnator made me felt damn awkward by asking me how i was.. i seriously didn't think i needed that...
after since i was fidgeting trying to convince the nurses that i was fine..
and i was just consoled by a "rest a little while more..." I WANT MY FRIENDS!!!
everything was finished.. took milo for refreshment..
went over to seow and told her how much i treasured her.. hahs..
she's one lucky one who had fever last week and couldn't donate in the end.. she's either very relieve or very disappointed.. haha..
waited for rowie's turn... She is damn BRAVE!!! she was poked alot of times yet she's still alive.. sighs... *clappss
had a long talk with seowie, zhonghweeee and jeremy...
stole some of the refreshments at the counter...

ENOUGH OF BLOOD.. no more... it's all mine =((


tuitioned- i'm tired of it...

he waited at the playground. yes i'm damn guilty of it. had lunch at macpherson hawker cuz we were very irritated with our bus conditioning.. it was a impromptu.. we stop at any stop and had our lunch. up on 65 bus again.. the air-con was finally working.. and we last minute decided on bugis.. STARES HARD*







i wanna stare* =))
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