I just had blood taken from my arm and it hurt.I've always been physically weak
So, to give this thread a point:
What has happened to you that was far from enjoyable?
That is SO not fun
I just had blood taken from my arm and it hurt.
So, to give this thread a point:
What has happened to you that was far from enjoyable?
Hearing you whine about having had your blood taken.
I just had blood taken a few days ago. They were so mean! They couldn't find a vein so they were digging around in my arm and it really hurt! They ended up just using the other arm after digging in one of them! My arms were sooooo sore. I'm a wuss when it comes to pain too I guess.
I once had to talk to old people and I didn't even have a big stick.
That's why I need a big sign that says "I'm a whiner and PROUD OF IT!!" so I can carry it around everywhereOriginally Posted by Behold the Void
Oh! Give me one of those signs too!That's why I need a big sign that says "I'm a whiner and PROUD OF IT!!" so I can carry it around everywhere
Yeah, I had blood taken from me at least twice. The first time, it hurt a lot. The second time I didn't feel a thing. I was watching it happen, and I still didn't feel a damn thing!
Anyway, I suppose being really sick and puking for hours all day wasn't that fun for me.
the time i broke my leg and the time i broke my knee. my knee was really unenjoyable. it was in a hockey game, this guy was up against the boards and i flew towards him and hit him. he ducked though, so it probably rattled his head against the boards. so the puck gets to a teammate as i'm skating out of the zone, they pass it to me, i turn around and wham! i'm hit from behind by the guy i hit. the hit wouldn't have been that hard, had it not come from a weird angle from my back right. my left knee felt like it was bending sideways and an unmeasurable ammount of pain took over. i was out for the rest of the year. the rest of my team almost killed the guy though. anytime he touched the puck he was on the ice. the next game the coach had to bench him because he said otherwise our team would kill him. that gave me comfort but very minimal ammounts. i couldn't play because of him, a stick to his head would have made me feel better.
Being wise comes in two parts: 1) having a lot to say and 2) not saying it.
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That's why I need a big sign that says "I'm a whiner and PROUD OF IT!!" so I can carry it around everywhere
Well... I guess you <i>could</i> put that in your sig.
Spending two weeks in the hospital after a near-fatal four-wheeler accident. Needless to say, the right front side of my skull is mostly plastic.
I've donated blood three times through my high school, and it's much different than having a little blood testing done, given that the needle is roughly the size of a pencil lead. Even then, though, the pain isn't that great, and it's worth it anyway.
I think the most unenjoyable thing I've ever done is, either:
a) When I was in middle school, a student was giving away puppies at school. I said I'd take one, without asking my parents. When they came to my house later that day to have me pick one out, I asked my dad on the spot (I figured I'd have time to convince him - I didn't think they'd come that fast). He said "No", and made me go out and tell thim that I couldn't have one. That was hard.
b) When I was 11 or 12, I stole something from the store, because that's what the cool kids were doing at the time. I told my brother, who in turn told my parents, and my mom woke me up at my friend's house one morning with the most disappointed look on her face. My dad made me take it back and tell the storeowner what I had done. It was incredibly hard, but I'm glad I did it. Even with how disappointed my dad was, he was proud of me for manning up and admitting what I had done was wrong. In addition, the storeowner chose not to take it to the police, and I've been on good relations with him since. Stealing is bad.
I ate a flump
When I lost around £150 on the horses. Needless to say, my horse was promptly put down.
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One day I had this MASSIVE row with the boy I fancy, so he threw tinfoil at me and then I threw some juice off him, he retaliated.
Hang on, hang on, this story goes somewhere!
Then later, one of his friends has him in a headlock, so I deicde to do one of the most stupid things I've ever done, I ran up and absoloutely covered him in Vimto!
He didn't stand for that! He went all furious and started chasing me, after a few seconds I decided there was no point in running considering he is the fastest out of all my "friends" so I gave up and covered my head, then he hit me over the head with hisincredibly heavy school bag, I lived, but then he decided to hit me again!
All I heard was the crowd of people who I hung round with go "OOOOO"
Even people who didn't like me thought it was cruel, I lost my balance all day and I couldn't see for like three seconds, but believe me those were three scary seconds!
It's only because he fancies you.
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