Bruises

College is hurtful. Haha ok, so in the physical sense. But no really. I can't tell you how many bruises I have acquired in college!! The other morning while getting out of bed I swung my leg over to climb down the ladder and guess what I whacked my leg right onto my bed post! The proceeded to find out that whatever mystical faerie that comes in the middle of the night and jams my finger is still coming...

Although these things seem stupid, today in my biology lab we were learning of the human circulatory system! Fascinating....right. Anyways it came tot he part of the lab where I to prick my own finger and take my own blood to type my blood. Now I happened to be the only person at my table who had ever donated blood before so I knew perfectly well what was coming. Those little "pricks" that they say won't hurt at all give me a little itty bitty teeny tiny BRUISE that I can't escape whenever I do something. And yes typing with my pricked finger hurts so I, naturally, have mastered the art of not using my pricked finger!

Moral of the story I might die from all the typing I'm goign to have to do throughout the next couple of days.