If you want blood, you got it!

Donated my blud. Alone. Like a ronery boy I am, because other people either recently took their vaccinations, or donated blood awhile ago and can’t do so until next week, or they couldn’t be bothered. It made the whole trip disappointingly boring.

Malaria pills came back to haunt me. What has caused me to not donate blood for almost freaking TWO YEARS (also due to other exceptional circumstances which effects stack together like some DOTA items) almost stopped me again. Apparently since I don’t know which drug I took, it could be some drug called pro-dunnowhat which can stay in ur blud for 3 years! Luckily the doctor say still can donate, just need to check platelets. Malaria pills, why are you such a douchebag? You are only less bitchy than malaria itself.

I wanted to capture the moment the bigass needle get stuck into my arm, but my phone kena error for some reason. Must be too gory for the phone to handle. At least I got to take pictures later.

Donating blood is like a video game. It even has a high score system.

I can’t believe it’s only my second time donating blood, since it something I felt is important to do. Always nonsense have to crop up when I want to donate blood. Couldn’t donate blood for 6 months due to the dastardly malaria pills. After that, took panadol 2 days before school announces got blood drive (especially since I vow never to take panadol but only on really serious conditions). I’m happy I finally got the opportunity to donate blood, albeit by myself, before army, and hope to do so more often.

On a footnote, I tried to see my MP to discuss deferment. Came in at 8pm and had to wait until 11.30 plus. Even managed to sneak in a nap while waiting. And all to only hear what I expected to hear. ugh. At least I tried. My MP is quite handsome for a politician and I’m sure Marie Lee can testify.

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