JOURNAL 008: I GOT SHOT

[ariella evelyn davies]

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So, maybe the title is a tad dramatic, but it's
true. I got shot. Three times. D= And it was
the worst day ever. But, I got it all documented
with pictures for the lot of you to watch!


This is me and the healer lady that was going to
be doing the shooting of shots. She wasn't all that
attractive, which was a letdown, but she was nice.
Even if she was the bitch that was giving me shots.


See how big the needle is? It's about a foot or so
long and all kinds of scary. And I had to get three.
They're doing some sort of experimental drug thing
and I was oh so very lucky and got to be a part of it.


And there's my reaction as another shot is coming.
They were very unpleasant, I must say. Usually, I
have a pretty high pain tolerance...sort of. But, it
was some of the worst I've been through. Definitely.


The aftermath. My right arm had one shot in it
and that's the bandaid on it. Which, might I add,
was not a very pretty bandaid. I at least deserved
one with colours or something if I was going to be
subjected to such torture. Bitches.


Aaand this is my other arm, which got two shots
in it. That one hurt the most, since the lady failed
to put a bandaid on one of them and it started to
bleed all over the place. Blood is fine, but not when
it's mine. Plus, my shirt got all bloody. D=


That's when I found out that my arm was starting
to bleed a whole lot. I kind of freaked out and yelled
for the lady to come back, but she didn't. I had to
go find her because she was "busy with other patients."
Well, bitch, I'm Ari fucking Davies. You answer to
my needs first. Them other bitches can just wait.


Arm still bleeding as I chased that ho down the
hallway. Not happy. Not happy at all. The shots
themselves burned like a mofo for a good few hours
after the fact, so the added drama was very much
unappreciated. Last time I agree to some damned
experimental drugs. Heal my problems MY. ASS.


But, in the end, it turns out that the lady was a
total fan of mine. So, we did photos and hugs and
autographs and what not. Ended up staying for
a good hour afterwards and signing shit for all
the other people that were on the hall. I'm such
a good celebrity. I could be a saint I'm so good.

Well, that's about the end of my adventure today.
Can't say it was the most fun I've ever had, but
we'll see. Hopefully it'll turn out to be really good
for me. I'll let you guys know how the whole experiment
thing went. It's for like energy boosts or...something
by the way. Nothings like wrong with me or whatever
and I don't have any weird diseases. I'm just fine.
- <3 ARI

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