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I'll Pretend To Be A Vampire
Oct. 16th, 2009 04:39 pmThe campus vampires finally got their fangs into me. :D
I've wanted to donate blood for a long time, but pretty much every time the Bloodmobile is in the Plaza I either a) am sick, b) haven't slept or eaten in two days because of school, or c) it's a time of month when I really don't want MORE blood being drained out of my body. But I saw them this afternoon on my way to lunch and thought hey, this time none of those things are true, and it's not like I have anything better to do with my afternoon. So I went right after my stats section and let them suck some blood out of me.
I got a chocolate chip cookie, a big purple bandage, and a lecture from the doctor about how high my pulse and blood pressure were, which, dude. DONATING BLOOD IS KINDA SCARY. AND THIS HAS NOT BEEN THE MOST RELAXING WEEK TO BEGIN WITH. Although to be honest, I was ten times more freaked out by the process of signing up than the needles in my arm part (that probably says some embarrassing things about my social anxiety issues). Mostly I was just worried that I was going to pass out and make a huge scene and embarrass myself horribly. But this did not happen! Apparently I am extra...juicy? Because it only took me like four minutes to fill my bag. Go me.
Tonight I am going to sit in the computer cluster and write Lady Audley's Secret George/Robert porn, whether or not there are freshmen reading over my shoulder. It will be a learning experience for them.
I've wanted to donate blood for a long time, but pretty much every time the Bloodmobile is in the Plaza I either a) am sick, b) haven't slept or eaten in two days because of school, or c) it's a time of month when I really don't want MORE blood being drained out of my body. But I saw them this afternoon on my way to lunch and thought hey, this time none of those things are true, and it's not like I have anything better to do with my afternoon. So I went right after my stats section and let them suck some blood out of me.
I got a chocolate chip cookie, a big purple bandage, and a lecture from the doctor about how high my pulse and blood pressure were, which, dude. DONATING BLOOD IS KINDA SCARY. AND THIS HAS NOT BEEN THE MOST RELAXING WEEK TO BEGIN WITH. Although to be honest, I was ten times more freaked out by the process of signing up than the needles in my arm part (that probably says some embarrassing things about my social anxiety issues). Mostly I was just worried that I was going to pass out and make a huge scene and embarrass myself horribly. But this did not happen! Apparently I am extra...juicy? Because it only took me like four minutes to fill my bag. Go me.
Tonight I am going to sit in the computer cluster and write Lady Audley's Secret George/Robert porn, whether or not there are freshmen reading over my shoulder. It will be a learning experience for them.