shirtshortslippers: Totally Bonkers

Adreneline made me do some crazy shit this week. I donated blood for the second time in my life! I still felt butterflies when I was at the point of no return, even though I already had my VIRGIN blood-giving experience in my Junior College days. There is always this "point of no return" in every situation. Mine was when I finished filling up the declaration form and the nurse(not the attractive ones that always appear in the movies) told me to proceed to see the doctor. AT THAT MOMENT, my dear friend, Adreneline, left me for dead. I was all hesitant and my hands were seriously cold. I WAS AFRAID! Humji or not, Who in the world would actually enjoy sticking thick needles up their veins?

Anyway with the only possible route leadingto the Doctor, there wasnt much of a choice actually. And if I really turned back I would be a major Pussy. "Lucky" me.. I got the indian PR doctor. Seems alittle gay too.. Hmm.. So there I was, this Indian doctor touching my arms and asking me about my non-existent sex life. In total pure Indian Head Bobbing Fashion he asked," Deeed yeeww Had ahn-protacthird Sax inn the lass 6 manths?" Absolutely hilarious. Though being the matured and multi-racial person that I am, or at least trying to project, I remained tight lipped and kept manage to conceal my laughter as his head bobbed from side to side..

The actual process was quite painful at the start. Not to scare any potential donors, since the blood donation campaigns states our blood banks are at an all time low but it seriously hurt! For me at least. I could feel the freaking 1 inch in diameter needle in me. My arm hurt alot and I had difficulty squeezing the sponge ball. Ouch... It was better after awhile but I was a little worried when my arm was to weak to squeeze the sponge ball.

In All.. I donated approximatey 450ml of my precious blood and another 10ml for dengue study testing. Not that they actually asked for any consent. One of the viet nurses, just popped beside me and started drawing blood from the tube connected to the blood bag. If I havent forgotten my geog, I do believe these nurses are no different to the life sapping Bird Nest Ferns.

However, gay doctors and fern nurses aside, I did feel good after I donated blood. The assumption that my blood would help someone out there is actually quite pleasing.

GO GIVE THE PRECIOUS GIFT OF LIFE EVERYONE!!!
or at least give some before you engage in unprotected sex you horny selfish bastard...

On another fantastic note,

The scoreline says it all!! Hurray! Liverpool absolutely mauled poor lil Birmingham this week. Liverpool goes into the next round and faces Chelsea! Oooo...

Lastly, I hired a China driver to drive me around. This arrangement would also allow me to practise my high level mandarin too. I pay her like 5 Ren Min Bi per day. I even treat her to meals sometimes!

Here... Check out my Cheong Sum Hottie! She's from Mainland China.