BLOOD, NEEDLES AND OTHER PAINS

So according to this Lancet Test, I am blood type O, the universal donor. I remember the first time I asked my mom about it, she said O but I didn’t believe it because I thought she just wanted to make me feel good because at that time I was gaga for Meteor Garden’s Vic Zhou, who according to his poster, was type O. 
But on September 26, 2011 I saw the truth when none of the A and B labeled blood droplet coagulated. Being labeled as a universal donor, I think I could use thy said name. It would be anti-social to refuse when asked to donate isn’t it? Torturing yourself with a tiny needle sure needed guts. ( too bad I couldn’t act like Rhianna in love the way you lie, I was never a masochist) When I got my ear cleaned when I was about 14 years old, the doctor said that I have a high pain tolerance so I guess I made the cut of being a martyr in terms of physical pain anyway.
 How could something so thin and colorfully packaged result to pain? But maybe that is just how life goes, we tend to watch out for great things but the small things that we choose to neglect are the ones the holds us back. Every time we formulate plans for success, with every detail shined and polished often crashes because we tripped over a rock. So the lesson I learned that day, aside from my blood type, is that minor details matters.