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Valentine’s Day
February 14, 2006 | Filed under: Daily Grind

“Pride can stand a thousand trials, the strong will never fall. But watching stars without you, my soul cried... Heaving heart is full of pain. Oh, oh, the aching... 'cause I'm kissing you, oh. Des'ree - Kissing You”

Today, on Valentine’s Day (not Valentines Day, as people most commonly misspell it - there was an actual famous guy involved!), I did nothing particularly romantic. Kev managed to be uncontactable, so I couldn’t wish him a happy commercial celebration of love day, but I got to send him a SMS. It’s so tacky how expensive flowers are! I dutifully went to the florist this morning to get my Latin teacher a bunch of flowers (she’s going through a hard time at the moment with her son), and not only did it cost me $35 for a reasonably small bunch - the same sized bunch, but with red roses rather than a multitude of prettier flowers - cost $120! That’s an insane amount of inflation for just one day. But I suppose that’s how the florists make it to budget for the rest of the year.

So, rather than celebrate the day romantically, I bled from the heart for the sake of humanity. Yeah, I gave blood. :) My first time - I’d been meaning to do it for ages, but things just kept coming up and I was always busy around the time when they were getting everyone’s forms in and booking appointments, but this time I made the effort. It was wonderfully exciting; chatting to the interview lady about haemophilia and some weird blood thing called HTVL or something, then I finally got my turn and it was pretty cool. I wasn’t too fazed about the needle being shoved into me - the more alarming thing was the pressure band they put around your arm to make your veins stick out. But I was fine… until the end. I bled really quickly, filled my bag of blood up nicely, but then they take three vials of blood to test for Hep B/C and HIV etc, and they have like a vacuum effect and you can actually feel all the blood being sucked out of your veins - it was quite nauseating. So I had to stay there for 40 minutes while they made sure I wouldn’t be sick. :(

Anyone else do anything more exciting?

Composed by Melissa at 4:40pm ·

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