I'm a bit nervous today. I've not eaten yet but I'm going to go make lunch after I post this, I promise.
I just registered to donate blood. I'd not done it before because I'm a tattoo / piercing addict and I had my last tattoo / piercing session on 6/6/6 and I thought the waiting date was 12 months. It's apparently 6 so I want to do my bit before I get the next session on my tattoo done when I get my bonus soon.
They stop admitting people at 2.30, and I've got something to do at 5, so I'm wondering a. how long it takes and b. what will I do afterwards? I don't have much money so maybe I'll get a starbucks coffee and chill out with a book?
At 5.00 I'm meeting an old friend from High School, Tim. He wasn't what I'd call a 'friend' in high school, but he was one of the nicer lads and didn't pick on me [Hurrr, mosher] when the others did. We're meeting up for a beer in Carpe.
I'm understandably a bit nervous - I haven't seen the guy since that photo was taken, 2001. 6 years. I'm fatter, I'm more of a freak and I've not graduated and I don't do anything with my Japanese. Although I feel prettier than I was back then I don't know if I'm ready to see people that made fun of me. I just hope Tim's as nice now as his messages on myspace suggest. I don't think he'll do anything bad - as I said he was a nice guy - but there's always hesitation, you know?
Edit: I can't find my 'Kitchmas' eyeshadow. You know the one - it makes you look awesome but not like you made any effort. Shit.
I just registered to donate blood. I'd not done it before because I'm a tattoo / piercing addict and I had my last tattoo / piercing session on 6/6/6 and I thought the waiting date was 12 months. It's apparently 6 so I want to do my bit before I get the next session on my tattoo done when I get my bonus soon.
They stop admitting people at 2.30, and I've got something to do at 5, so I'm wondering a. how long it takes and b. what will I do afterwards? I don't have much money so maybe I'll get a starbucks coffee and chill out with a book?
At 5.00 I'm meeting an old friend from High School, Tim. He wasn't what I'd call a 'friend' in high school, but he was one of the nicer lads and didn't pick on me [Hurrr, mosher] when the others did. We're meeting up for a beer in Carpe.
I'm understandably a bit nervous - I haven't seen the guy since that photo was taken, 2001. 6 years. I'm fatter, I'm more of a freak and I've not graduated and I don't do anything with my Japanese. Although I feel prettier than I was back then I don't know if I'm ready to see people that made fun of me. I just hope Tim's as nice now as his messages on myspace suggest. I don't think he'll do anything bad - as I said he was a nice guy - but there's always hesitation, you know?
Edit: I can't find my 'Kitchmas' eyeshadow. You know the one - it makes you look awesome but not like you made any effort. Shit.