Hello everybody :)
It was my last day at work yesterday as the seasons over now. I always feel bad knowing that I won't see people I've grown to like ever again. I got moved to a different Kiosk as well, so I didn't even get to say buy properly either. Maybe I'm reading too much into his bad mood because really nobody wants an unrequited fancy do they?
The last thing he said to me was "Oh Emma wait a minute....Where did you put that cup?" Like not even bye or anything. Everyone else said bye to me, even people I don't talk to as much, so I don't know what horror I committed for such a placid last encounter. I guess that's a chapter that's closed now though. If he seriously wanted to get in touch with me, he knows I have a facebook but I doubt he would (becuase lets face it, nothing looked good about what I just wrote). I feel a bit bad about it really but I'm sure it'll pass in a few days.
Moving on to a bit of girlfriend trouble, I haven't talked to Becca in ages now as she's still not made any contact with me since I said messaged her. I invited her to my birthday and she said 'Are we cool now?', so I said;
"Well, I think you were a bit harsh as I wasn't even avoiding you and you've been talking to me quite nastily, but I still want you to come to my bday because it's not worth fighting over"...
She hasn't talked to me since, even though I know she's been online, and she hasn't bothered to message me back. It's like two days away from my official birthday, and five from my party, so if she decides to message back and come I can imagine it might be a little awkward. I do miss her alot even though she's been quite horrible. She told Jonny (her boyfriend) that I had apparently been ignoring her because I'd accused her of standing me up?! It was totally the other way round but I have a feeling that she thinks it's all my fault full stop.
;') I fell over my excersise bike and twisted my ankle so I hope I can wear heels by Friday. My ankle was killing so much I never even felt the cuts and bruises all down my other leg. I've been limping everywhere which is never a good look, but it hasn't put me off spending the night trying on different dresses with heels. I can't decide between a short flirty dress with a little flowered pattern, a sexy above the knee but skin tight dress from River Island with the lushest embellishement ever, or my LBD with all the back cut out. Decisions, decisions! I'll post pics of them all tomorrow, although the LBD looks crap unless it's on, but I really want your opinions :) x x x
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label birthday. Show all posts
Sunday, 17 May 2009
Thursday, 7 May 2009
Birthday
Ahhh birthdays are so stressful to arrange. There's always that lingering thought 'what happens if noone turns up?'...Or is that just me?...
I noticed when writing messages to people that Gossip Girl has ruined my allowance to end with 'XOXO'.
Bitch.
On a more serious note, Becca had a complete freak-out on me on facebook saying that I had been ignoring her. She went so over the top, patronising me and being completely horrible and then just signed out. She hasn't contacted me since, so I don't know whether to invite her to my birthday. I'm really annoyed but at the same time I don't want to be petty. Any ideas?
x x x
I noticed when writing messages to people that Gossip Girl has ruined my allowance to end with 'XOXO'.
Bitch.
On a more serious note, Becca had a complete freak-out on me on facebook saying that I had been ignoring her. She went so over the top, patronising me and being completely horrible and then just signed out. She hasn't contacted me since, so I don't know whether to invite her to my birthday. I'm really annoyed but at the same time I don't want to be petty. Any ideas?
x x x
Saturday, 21 March 2009
Giving Blood

Hello everybody :).
Yesterday I gave blood yayyy so I can feel all proud of myself now. The thing that was stopping me the most was fear of the unexpected so I'll fill you in on all the details!
Me, my sister , B, (who was turning 17 yesterday so finally allowed to do it), my boyfriend Steven, and his friend, Frazer, all went down yesterday. There was a desk at the front of the entrance with an angry looking women who barked to come back later in an appointment time. So after gorging on cakes, sandwiches and drinking lots of fluids like they tell you (what an excuse!) we came back.
First of all we had to fill out our details to make sure our blood was safe and then go into a private room to check through the answers. My boyfriend went first and got rejected as he'd had a tattoo in the past six months and I must admit a secret part of me was hoping I'd fail the little pin prick test to check if your haemoglobin (...or something...) levels were OK. How bad is that?! Finally it was my turn where I got interrogated by four nurses because I'd had a recent blood test but finally I was allowed. The prick itself hurt a little in your finger but it wasn't bad.
Waiting in the Que I really wanted to run out the door - especially when half way through Frazer's giving blood he turned white and his eyes rolled back in his head. He'd fainted before enough blood had been given so he had to have his discarded so all that worry was for nothing too! It was so scary watching it; all the nurses rushed over and made a massive fuss like an episode of E.R or something so I was getting more and more nervous.
"Don't worry, I've given blood sixteen times without problems" the woman in the seat next to me said since I was clearly eyeing up the exit door suspiciously. She did go on to tell me how both her brother and boyfriend fainted too though so I was still nervous. My sister who was already on one of the beds was having problems too as they couldn't find a vein, so it took so long I ended up having mine done before hers.
I had a problem with veins too; apparently both mine and my sisters were so thin it was hard to find a vein that was wider than the needle. The needle only hurt a little, but you can get a general anaesthetic if you don't want to feel it, but I didn't really see the point as you need a needle to put the general anaesthetic in anyway. After that it was fine apart from my blood pressure was so low I set off the alarm tons of time along with my sister. In the end my needle kept on having to get twisted and my sisters needed to be pressed in. I did feel a tiny bit dizzy but not much and all the other nurses bar the first one was lovely, and after she got our blood she was nice too EVENTUALLY haha. We got made to have some juice and a biscuit to get our blood feeling OK again, and even though we were both so exhausted we went to bed at half 8 it felt really good to have given blood. I was on such a high! I would do it again because other than the major nervousness the actual giving blood wasn't even bad.
I feel fine now the day after so I really would recommend it. Even Frazer who fainted wanted to give it another go and he was totally fine after some juice. You have to wait 4 months before you can give it again so it's not for a while now anyway. I'll add some more photos at the bottom to give you an idea of what its like which my sister took. Let me know if I've helped/influenced anyone in making their choice! x
Below: I took this photo this morning... if you look carefully you can see the pink on my wrist even though I got it done last night! 
Above: What it looked like after the plaster was taking off - only a tiny pin prick.
Above: a delightful photo of the needle in the community centre. The flooring is done for! Hehe.
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