First time…

…donating blood! I had actually gone to Red Cross back in March, but I was ‘rejected’ because I was still recovering from a cold at that time. Bronwyn organized another one again this afternoon. A group of them goes every three months, and she asked me again, and this time I was able to give. I was feeling rather apprehensive, because I’m actually quite scared of needles – I had a blood test done before, and even just that had sent me into uncontrollable trembling. I remembered holding onto my mom’s hand tightly at that time. Difference this time is that no one was holding my hand, and I kept telling myself, “Mind over matter, mind over matter” and refused to look when the needle was inserted into my vein, and when it was taken out again. And plus, it’s for a good cause…!

Not seeing the needle at all helped me immensely. I tried to take my mind off the fact that this thing was poking into me and I didn’t really want to look at my blood draining out of me. I was only able to give half a bag though, because my blood didn’t flow very well towards the end. I am, however, pleased to report that my blood pressure and haemoglobin count are healthy.

It’s only been one and a half weeks since the semester began, but I’m already feeling the workload starting to pile up. Not a good sign… Aside from the impending stress, I’m actually really enjoying my subjects this semester… Our first foray into the world of conducting in Orchestration; learning about political ideologies in Modern Political Thought; exciting repertoire to perform in Practical Study; rehearsing in the Faculty Choir for a performance in October. There’s Music Techniques, where we’re studying chorale composition and techniques this semester, but theory has never been my favourite. Okay, so maybe I’m not totally enjoying all my subjects then.

Exciting semester ahead.

Really.