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Deviousness `anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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Sta.sh
I was so sad when they told me I couldn't anymore.
It had always given me such a good feeling, to know that I was doing something good....
If you think it's hard just pinch your arm and look away, it's usually over in a second.
I was upset, I was so willing to donate.
They let me have a cookie though.
But I have a disease and take some meds that do not allow it...
But at least I'm an organ donor. Well.... Though they won't use my organs I guess, because of this fucking meds, it gives me a better feeling.
It's ok. I think many people just have the shirts.
In fact, the truth is...I only donated blood in hopes of getting one.
I'm terrified of needles.
Last time I donated, I passed out due to a low weight.
Not only did I pass out, I lost control of my bladder.
Then I had to walk up a mountain slope to get to my dorm room.
My mom didn't say anything to me but she wrote a letter to the Red Cross and told them how embarrassed and sad I was.
So they sent me my t-shirt. I was so happy.
Of course, I'll be donated again but for different motives.
It's good that you at least attempted to give blood. I had a friend who got really pissed because she didn't weigh enough to donate. But it's the thought that counts.
(And psh, all I've ever gotten is a sticker that says "Be nice to me, I gave blood today!")