Needles = evil = the bane of my existance.
So I went to Health Services to see whether or not I'm like, seriously ill. And I'm not, it's just a damned flu. Which is ever-so-annoying. But it's better than being told it's something awful...like Mono or something. But the whole point of this was for me to whine about them taking blood.
I thought that most places these days did the 'prick the finger, take the blood, send you on your merry way' sort of thing. Noooooo...not Health Services! They use this FLIPPIN HUGE NEEDLE CONTRAPTION THINGY! It hurt. And I couldn't watch. And I hated it. And it still flippin hurts. *whines*
But they gave me cough syrup, I think it's the same stuff B gave me last night. Plus some sort of pills...
Told me not to go to classes either, not until the fever goes away. *huffs*
