30 Something

I had the hardest time getting out of bed this morning. I was dreading facing my students, but today turned out to be a good day besides the fact that 7th hour is a complete pain in my ass. The reason I didn't want to get up to go to work was because I hadnt' complete the stuff that I needed to complete during my time off: clean my room, grade 120 or the 200 papers that I need to grade, do my lesson plans. I was just tired and unmotivated to get those things done. I tried to call Deon last night to get him to motivate me,especially since we've had our first good conversation in all the time that I've known him on Sunday, but he ignored my text. I did spend time with Terrance and Mister of the weekend. I wasn't in much of a mood for sex, but of course we did anyway. Actually, I wasn't in the mood because I injured myself slightly during a bathroom episode on Friday night. I went with a friend of mine to see the Wild N Out tour with Cory Holkem and DeeRay. I laughed my face off. It was sad that there wasn't a lot of people there. They were really good. Even the opening act was good. Somebody name Lil Rel did the opening and hosted the rest of the show. Afterwards we went to this really swanky martini bar. I had a few martini's and needed to go tinkle. In the interest of hurrying because there was a line forming, I went too fast and ended up poking myself with my fingernail....down there. Where? is the the question that I kept getting from the few people that I've told. "on my privates, " I told them pointing down there. Two people actually wanted to know exactly where I meant. Did I mean my clit or some other part. I can say that my injury has caused it to be painful to pee (it burns) and painful to have sex, but did he care? No!! He did apologize. I stabbed myself so hard that I did draw blood. I was a little scared at first because the blood was way too bright red to have been from my menses. Speaking of blood...

I gave blood for the 1st time in almost 2 years a couple days ago and it was by far the worst experience. The very first time I gave blood, I felt a little faint, but the spell passsed in a few seconds. This time I was totally fine up until the very end. I was told to raise my arm to stop the blood from flowing and suddenly a wave of nausau hit me. I them began to have hot flashes. I didn't know what was wrong with me and I frantically told the nurse that something was wrong and she immediately lowered me down and put my feet up. Another nurse rushed over to give me a cool towel for my head. I layed there forever before they gradually lifted me up. By the second lift another wave of nausau hit me and I knew I was gonna throw up and pass out at the same time. They immediately put my head back down and put a paper bag over my mouth and nose and told me to breath deeply. I layed there for what seemed like forever before I was able to get up and go. It took me almost an hour and a half before I was able to leave. It normally took me about 30 minutes to give blood. I hope nothing has changed with my health. I can't think of why that would have happened to me.

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