@Uncle:
There was a blood bus outside the gym today so after working out I went to donate. Turns out, yes… I'm still just as hemaphobic as ever.
On the upside, the nurses were very sweet and they reminded me of why I'm donating in the first place... for the children. Although it also depresses me to think that some kids have to go through this all the time. I just wish I could do something more for them than give up a little of my blood.
Major props to you.
I'm glad I got over my fear of needles enough to give blood for the purpose of running blood tests 2 times a year, because as a lifelong thyroid patient and needle-hater, I can sympathise.
I finally did my intake at school, and I think I did average enough for the waiting to be nervewrecking. Then again, can't really predict anything anyway when the admission criteria hinges on what teachers think of my creativity and whether my technical ability to learn to work with new soft- and hardware on the spot is enough combined with my letter, interviews based on the letter and social/group-work skills displayed in the task. I'm kind of afraid I fucked up the technical part, which was making an application in a program without foreknowledge, and although I asked questions as was recommended by teachers, and it was fairly solid in design, I'm not going to win any prizes for originality, which was mentioned in the task description as a point of interest for grading.
It was a helicopter able to fly back and forth and up and down I made, if anyone is even interested anymore. :P The only thing I can be happy about is that it's not going to take more than a week to get an answer, which is nice.