I AM BOREDDD
Let's see. Today I woke up at nine. I went to the doctor's so he could check out my tonsils since practially my entire AP Psych class told me they were abnormal, thanks to Stephanie. I went to a pediatrician and felt completely gay since all the people there were either adults or children under ten. I got led into the little room after being checked out by the nurse. She pretty much attacked my tonsils with a strep test stick and I gagged a lot. Me and my mom waited there approximately a half hour until someone opened the door. I thought it was the doctor, butI was oh so wrong. To my surprise, it was a little asian boy with a urine sample in his hand who apparently went to the wrong room and probably felt like a big idiot because I died laughing when I saw him. Anyway, the doctor came in and told me I had strep so that was excellent news. Then he basically told me I was in bad shape since pretty much everything is wrong me with right now. After that, my mom got me popsicles and huge horse pills to cure me. I sulked all the way home and then I watched a disk or two of The OC. All in all, I'd say it was a great day.