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Hamidah. 17.
A typical teenager with needs and wants. Hate her or love her, it's up to you
Cos' she doesn't give a damn

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Saturday, August 29, 2009 • 11:52 AM
Had my injection today, after waiting for 5 months.
As usual, I panicked on the inside but it wasn't that bad in the end.

The scene at the polyclinic was fascinating. I saw two young children around the age of 3 also getting an injection and both of them came out crying. No, I'm not laughing at them for crying but I was curious about myself when I got an injection at that age. So, I asked my mum.

The story was...

When I was younger and had to get an injection, I didn't exactly have any anxiety or whatsoever according to my mum. Then when the needle was inserted, I didn't cry. Somehow I find this weird although I'm talking about myself. The thing is after it was over, my hand didn't move. It was all umm... flimsy, like dead fish or something. I laughed at the idea but yeah, that was me years ago.

Haha.

Oh, another frightening thought is what is gonna happen on 31st October. I need to give my blood sample to see whether I'm okay. You see, I don't mind getting injections once a month but taking out blood from my body is a whole other story. Did I tell you the first time I gave blood samples, I felt two sharp, momentary pain? Oh yes, I saw two holes in my arm after that. -.- Tsk. And if I'm still not healthy, I have to continue getting this injections or something they call booster, although I'm not sure what is booster. Reminds me of Halal Food Booster. Eeee.

I guess that's all for today.

Buhbye.