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Sunday, December 11, 2005
heh...
hey guys...sorry it's taken so long for me to update...again...but here i am!
i gave blood on friday...loads of fun, lemme tell ya...lol...i was a little nervous because it was my first time (every other time i was too young), but i knew it wouldn't be a big deal, since i've never had any problems with needles. my best friend, on the other hand...was a complete wreck...i actually MADE her give blood; I'M the one that signed her up to do it. i know, i know...that's really mean, but it was for a good cause! her blood could save a life! but anyway, we went into the library of our school (where our blood drive was taking place, obviously) and we read the infomation about it that we were required to read, and took our numbers. she noticed that, according to our numbers, she would be going before me. this really didn't make her happy...
"Kendra, switch me numbers!"
"No! Why?"
"So you can go before me."
"Are you kidding me?"
"No. Switch me numbers! You have to go before me!"
"What, do you think you're going to die if you go first?"
"Yes."
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?"
"Well, I need to know it's safe."
"So, I'm your test dummy?"
"Yes."
yeah, well, it was completely fine...at least for me. before you give blood, you get your finger pricked to check the iron in your system, and let me tell ya, that prick hurt 10 times as much as the big needle...i was completely done filling up a pint bag in just six minutes....i was really happy, and felt like i didn't need to sit down and eat cookies and drink juice for 15 minutes...but then...about two and a half hours later, i couldn't hardly move...i felt like i was dying...i even had to be escorted to my classroom from a drinking fountain about 50 feet away by an adult because it seemed as though i was about to fall over...*shrugs* i'm ok now...
here's the poem for today...
"How?"
What’s wrong with me?
Why is it that, whenever you’re with me,
I’m on cloud nine?
You confuse me.
How can anyone so ordinary, so normal,
Create a reaction so extraordinary?
You broke me down, you made me laugh,
But how?
Everyone else failed in conscious attempts to do the same,
How did you do it? Tell me, please!
How did you make me smile?
Hope you like it!
...darkraven...
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