Finally. After creating this website a little less than a year ago, I vow to make something of it from today onwards. Very fitting for the first of January. New Year’s resolution. Let's see how long I can do this for.
This takes me back to the good old days of MySpace. I miss the old internet—a strange nostalgia. I don't want to go back in terms of my life. But I don't like where I’m at now either.
Two days ago, I decided to do something before the end of the year 2025. I decided to donate blood for the first time in my life. I was a little nervous. First time going to the donation center, and it showed because I was standing in the way while waiting for a chair to be emptied. It was pretty busy when I arrived. Finally, I was able to take a seat after standing uncomfortably, enduring stares at my apparent awkwardness.
For first-timers, only 450 ml of blood is drawn (if I remember correctly, because I was nodding without really listening). It all went okay until the machine was beeping to notify that the bag was filled with blood (it was a pretty nice color too, deep red, almost purple). While the nurse told me she would be with me in a minute, I suddenly felt my vision turning black. I tried to fight it, but the next thing I knew, I was gone on a trip to another dimension.
After what feels like ages, but probably just a few minutes irl, I see two nurses hovering over me. The needle in my arm was removed. I could feel the people in the chairs next to me staring. How embarrassing, I fainted. "Completely common, it happens one in two times," said the nurse. Of course it had to happen to me...
A doctor came to check on me and asked if I was okay and if I felt nauseous, which I didn't. I sipped on a can of Coke that the nurse gave me. I quietly finished the can, then sat in the waiting area and ate a biscuit the center provided. After making sure I could make my way back home, I left.
So this was how I ended the year 2025...