i was really really scared!
i got especially scared when i started to watch everyone else doing it. i put in my earphones because i knew i would just want it to be over as fast as possible. having the needle put in and all that wasn't bad for a few minutes. it was really strange; i looked at my right hand and it was all swollen, almost black. and then about halfway through, i started to breathe really hard, and i couldn't pump the squishy thing anymore, and the room started to spin. a nice man came over and let me throw up in a plastic bag. i was white as a ghost afterward, but they got a full unit of my blood which makes me happy :)
oh and i got second place at the talent show. i wish i had entered something in english too but.. i'm such a slacker. you'd think by senior year you'd be all mature and able to take care of getting things done on time but. no. it's not like that at all.
but pft $15 dude.
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- mrs. chamberlain upsets me whenever i talk to her. from a distance she always seems like such a nice lady but in her office she makes you fucking feel like shit! how very counselor-y. i'm sick of adults telling me what to do.
- you CAN'T pretend everything's ok. that's not fair. you said you'd wait while i have time to think, meaning i'm still quite upset with you. and i've also found out i can't take advice from anyone but myself.
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