i dont like needles. and of course, they need to take blood, and of course the first time they go in for the kill they get nothing. whoo, measn they get another stab at it (literally). Luckily, they let my come in with me. and also, the dude went and got his supervisor to do the job instead of poking and proding until he found something. So i was only stabbed twice, and i was very proud b/c i did not cry. If I had not been bouncing around so much, and if I had been eating all day like usual, I probly would have. They were welling up, but did not come. yes. and now that s over.
other embarrassing news: i also had to give them 2 pee samples, aparently the 1st 3 ounces weren't god enough for them..... and I aparently couldn't blow hard enough. >.> sounds bad, but isn't.
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