As the blood pours from my veins.

So the moment finally came, for me to give blood today. I was excited, because giving blood was something I've wanted to do since last year when I first realized our school had a blood drive. I'm not even sure if I knew about it in 9th grade, because I didn't really pay much attention to certain things ( mostly because Mr.Man was there ;D and because I was a freshie and didn't realize things lol ) but yeah. I enjoy helping people without them exactly knowing I've helped. I don't know. It's weird, and most people don't get what I mean. So yeah. Supposedly I saved three lives today. Woohoo. But yeah.
With my luck, I ended up waking up late today. I planned on waking up early so that I could eat a descent breakfast, but that didn't end up happening at all. I woke up and did everything in a hurry. I pretty much had candy for breakfast. Not good. I prayed to God that when the time came for me to donate, I wouldn't get nauseous or pass out or get sick. Something I'm pretty much prone to do. My stomach usually isn't my friend. Anyway, the time came for me to do, and I was feeling extremely nervous. Not because of the needle, but that they either wouldn't let me give blood because of my almost empty belly or I would be the one person to pass out right after I was done donating. They took my iron level twice ( twice because the first time, the test said it was too low. Surprise, surprise.) and my blood pressure was pretty high, and so was my temperature. The whole time the nurse kept asking if I was okay because I guess I looked sick, and according to my test, it seemed I pretty much was.
When they cleaned my arm, it tickled. A lot. She had to like, scrub my arm for 30 seconds and I felt really stupid because the entire time I just wanted to squirm and giggle. My stomach was doing pretty fine but then right at that moment I felt myself starving, and I just thought, Oh God, I'm going to pass out. My life is being drained for me as I'm on an empty stomach. I should woke up on time. Why did I forget to set my alarm? The nurses kept asking questions like, "Are you okay?" and "Did you eat a good breakfast?" I just always said yes. Not good.
All in all, it went pretty easy. When I sat up, I felt kinda woozy for about half a second, then I felt normal again. After my walker to me to the resting area, an older nurse woman offered me a drink and my walker got me some pizza. I was so thankful for food. I inhaled it, and forced myself to drink the drink, even though I didn't want to. I guess the older nurse saw that I swallowed my pizza without chewing, so she asked if I wanted a new one. I felt slightly embarrassed because I was eating like I've never ate before, but I didn't care and I told her I did. After my stomach had food in it, I went back to class and I feeling ten millions times better. The only things that I really encountered ( because the iron levels and such ) was after going back up the stairs to class I felt so tired and out of breath, as if I've just ran a mile.
My blood is ugly. All blood is ugly. It's not that pretty red stuff on tv. It's thick gewy red stuff that spills from you. I wasn't grossed out at the blood drive until I looked at someone elses full bag of blood, and the fresh blood pumping from their veins. I shuttered and looked away. I didn't watch mine pump out either (even though I normally watch the nurses carefully, for I am paranoid) but I did watch them fill some of the test tubes and such. It was weird, because every time the nurse filled a new tube, my arm vibrated. Weird.
My friends are stupid. Pretty much all of them persecuted me for giving blood. They punched me, yelled at me, and called me names. I was pretty pissed, but whatever. I don't care anymore. I'm doing it again next year ( with breakfast this time ).