I can now say that everything that I’ve needed to do during the summer is complete because yesterday I was able to give the doctor my physical exam paper and he’ll let us pick it up on September 10th, which is the day that my school starts, but I can pick it up in the afternoon. Because I’m pretty sure that the school doesn’t end after 5:00 P.M. Which is when the hospital closes. Anyway, when my mom came home she asked my father to take me to the doctor’s appointment while she picks up the uniforms from store. My mom is a mad at the uniform lady who promised to put the logos on the clothes because that woman should’ve finished about 2 weeks ago. But it took her almost a whole month to complete it. Or maybe she just remembered about my mom’s order and rushed. Either way, that’s one less thing to worry about. My sister needs to put her school supplies inside her bag today because tomorrow she has school, hopefully my father remembers. I don’t think she’ll have a problem fitting the supplies inside her book-pack, because she only had one bag worth of stuff.
While waiting for the doctors to call us I was on my phone looking at Instagram and my dad was posting some stuff on Facebook. At 4:20 P.M the lady called my dad to sign the forms so technically we were waiting or nothing. Eventually, a doctor came to check my weight, height, and eyesight. I could tell my father was impressed by my height since I was 5.4 and he was 5.5, but my eyesight was something he was a little disappointed at. He blamed it on the game saying that it really damaged my eyes and he was happy to “throw” it away. My mom just can’t stop talking about how she hates my game and was so happy that it’s “gone” for good. Most of the time I just ignore her because she goes on and on about it. It really irritates me! Like, I know my game is gone, stop telling me! And then she gets mad when I talk back to her, it’s just so stupid.
You know? One time when we were in the train the train conductors told us that the reason it was so hot inside is because the train has been on sun the whole day. Then, my mom told me to go into the next train and check if it was cold! Like did she not here what the train conductor just said? When I told her no she started getting super mad at me saying I was lazy and blah blah blah. I told her my legs were sore and she thought I was lying. I can’t believe her! And whenever she gets mad she says stuff that doesn’t even make sense. I’m “sick” because I took my sister’s phone to see if she was doing anything bad? I’m disgusting because I didn’t fold my clothes? It’s just really gets on my nerves and I hope that one day she’ll stop saying stuff like that. Anyway, when I finally got into the doctor’s office they gave me a little vaccine that made my arm really sore for a short period of time. But the woman was super nice and kind. That was what I did.
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