What does it take to be #1?

Oh man...today was such a day!!! I went to french, took a stat test that I got an 85 on :(, came here for 5 minutes, and then went to econ! Then, i took a short siesta until 3:30 when I was in the face of death! I am doing a research study which requires that they draw my blood now and in 4 months at the end of the study. if you dont know, there are 2 things that terrify me more than anything in the world combined...rats, and NEEDLES. Just the word gives me chills. I have never had my blood drawn for any reason, until today, and planned on never having it done. Well, as I am anxiously anticipating the immense amount of pain that is going to peirce through my skin, the nurses and doctors are making fun of me. Once the needle breaks through (which i barely felt AT ALL) I thought I was home free...I was squeezing my face really hard with my free hand and, all of a sudden, I had no control over my muscles!!! My arm just kind of fell to my side and my facial expressions were no longer under my control. Alexis said that as that happened my blood began to pump reasonably slower... Once he pulled the needle out I looked at alexis and said "i feel weird" and then i layed down. My stomach hurt, my arm hurt, my back hurt, I felt light-headed, and I was sweating! The blood-sucking man brought me some water and when I thought I was ok I got up to go to the bathroom. on the way there people started perking up and noticing my unusual state...I was pale, sort of limping, and had no facial expressions. When I got out of the bathroom they told me to lay down, which is where the real drama began...i began to breath heavily, shake uncontrollably, and soon thereafer, cry. At one point there were 4 people standing over me and I just gave them all a blank look as I didnt respond to any questions. 20 minutes, 8 crackers, a coke, and a breating bag later...I was good to go. (minus the loss of use in my apendages) Man, who knew 5 teaspoons of blood could do that to you! Come to find out, my dad had the same reaction whenever blood was drawn from him so I am kinda scared...what if I am anemic? what does that mean exactly? yikes! so...after deep thought on whether or not I should continue the study...I have decided that unless someone has $250 I can have, I will gladly face death once more to receive the payment! :) And with a story like that, what more could I say? au revoir!