i got poked twice for medical reasons, not until now that i realized i am afraid of needles. or at least, i didn't dare to look at it. That's why i haven't yet donated blood.
hopefully, this would be the end of the story of this health thing.
while i was panicking about my health, i couldn't concentrate on the stuffs that i was supposed to do. my self-prepared to do list is getting longer and longer, seems endless... i need a better organizer (not paper, nor electronic, but a real human... umm.. maybe a personal secretary?)