Seriously, I have a fetish for the most morbid things...

...like looking forward to a 6.4 KM run, even though I was puffing and swearing throughout the whole jog, and feeling the adrenaline rush when my stomach growls and I deny it food...and of course, donating blood.

I don't know why but I was SO excited about being drained of my life liquid. Like last night, I fell asleep grinning stupidly as I thought about the blood donation I was going the next morning, and this morning my body automatically jump-started itself at 8 a.m. But I told the stubborn thing that it was too early and so I went back to la-la land for another 2.5 hours...until I was jerked awake again.

It was my second time and I didn't have the nerves at all. Not when I was at the registration counter, watching this incredibly dense NS man try to key stuff into the labtop, or when this overly-enthusiastic doctor gave me the OK on my health ("Ok, you're VERY healthy! No!! You're in EXCELLENT health!!!".. Err, thanks doc). I was still smiling crazily as the nurse at the Iron Level Checking Booth gave me a prick on my finger -Sleeping Beauty, moi!!!- and started commenting on my nailart.

Then I proceeded to the plastic stretchers and waited to be poked at. The medical staff gave me a local anaesthesia before inserting this yakult straw-sized needle into my vein. And I didn't feel a thing. My feet were wiggling happily at the end of the stretcher.

Nurse: "Ok, keep exercising." <-not meaning that I start running around the hall but to keep squeezing this ball thing that they gave us. You know, to keep the blood flowing.

Me: "Ok, thanks." *squeezes* *Nurse walks away*

10 minutes later...

Nurse: *glances* "Oh my, stop! Full already!"

Me: "Huh..? Ok..."

Nurse: "My God, you're SO fast. I haven't even put on my gloves." *clips the tubing* "Wait ar..."

Me: *blank look*

Nurse: *takes off arm binder to release pressure*

Me: *shifts and lifts arm a little to help her*

Nurse: "NO! Don't move!! Put your arm down!"

Me: *alarmed* "Err, ok..."

Nurse: "And don't squeeze the ball anymore ok? Don't move!" *attends to my bag of blood*

Me: *sweat drops* "Erm, ok..."

Maybe they were afraid that I was some blood-producing machine and that if I moved, I would spray everyone with my vast amounts of blood... Hmm.

So I rested a bit, got bandaged up and left. And I forgot the free bottle of Ice Mountain Mineral water they gave me!!! Woe be me!!! After which I happily skipped off to buy groceries and cycle home. XD

Anyways, with that, I repaid the 2 bags of blood my mom used when she gave birth to me. So there people, neither me nor my mom owe you any blood ok?!

P.S. I watched Kagen no Tsuki, a Jap film, yesterday which starred Hyde. And I will still stick to my observation I gave when I watched Moon Child. Hyde looks old. And he is not handsome. He didn't talk much during the movie, I thought that he probably was so bad at remembering lines that the director didn't dare give him any. XD


*evil laughter*