okay, Katie, I am sorry, but you have no idea how fucking funny this is. This is what happened to KT:
mum took me to doctor's this morning. fucking vampires. i swear to god, that woman's answer to everything is "let's get a blood test and a cardiogram!" i've had 3 cardiograms in the past year and they were all normal, and my bloodwork always comes back anemic but okay, so i don't understand why i have to keep doing it every 4 months! stupid motherfuckingsonofabitches~~~! and since i hate giving blood, i said "fuck" under my breath when the technician put the needle in, and she stopped what she was doing and say "that's very rude! a young lady shouldn't talk like that!"
no, i shit you not. i was sooo damn mad. i had also told her i wanted to lay down cause i get dizzy after giving blood, and she told me it was better for me to sit up, so i was like "fine, she knows what she's doing, whatever". so a'course she takes the blood and then i pass out on the floor, and she says "does this happen everytime you give blood?" and i said yes, and she says "why didn't you ask to lay down, then?"
excuse me while i go smack my head against a wall. imbecile.
::runs off giggling:: sorry, I know you feel like crap, but funny!! On a lighter note, had my writers craft exam today, so fucking easy. Was given this poem:
empty room
a swinging coat hanger
measures the silence. Interesting poem, anyway we had to write a story around it and somehow incorporate it into the story. I know I did well so I'm not worried.