iluvnooyawk

I just think this would be a cool thing to accomplish..

The first time, I was really nervous but I tried to go through with it. When they pricked my finger, I cried because I was scared for what would come next (the BIG needle). The guy told me to stop crying because my iron was too low anyway. sigh

The next time, my iron was fine, but as the guy took my blood pressure, I started to get a little woozy… seeing my own blood always makes me feel that way. I thought it was just nervousness but apparently I was having “a reaction” and my blood pressure was very low, so they put me on a STRETCHER, which I thought was unnecessary, and made me sit for a while.

I’ll try again sometime soon. I hope.

I see it as my civic duty!

The dark has never made me as nervous as it does now. I’m 17 years old, and I am struck with fear when I go outside in the dark. The darker it is outside, the more terrified I feel in my heart.

This fear came as a result of violence in my neighborhood, especially one incident that occurred a few months ago. I heard a man get shot, after hearing him screaming and pleading for his life. An hour later, my best friend/love of my life had a stranger’s gun pointed in her face, in her own house.

I invested in a flashlight, which helps a bit, but I wish I didn’t need it at all. I’m going to college in NYC in the fall, in a neighborhood with a bad rap. It’s very much like my neighborhood here at home. The difference, and I find this strangely comforting, is that the city where I currently live is small enough that I know the people involved in these violent incidents, of which there are far too many. In New York City, the anonymity makes me feel safer, less paranoid, less nervous, less fearful.

I’m not, however, in NYC right now. I’m in my room at home. It’s dark, and writing this post has got a bit freaked out. Time to stop thinking about it.