Greetings!
What a day!
I thought I will never get home...
In school we didn't do nothing. We just sit there end sleep over four lessons. The last bellring was a miracle!
After school I had to go to the hospital, to the surgery...I got there in time. I sit down, look around. Few people! Yeh! Maybe I could finish before 3 o'clock and I could rest a little at home before learning geography. After a half hour later I saw that there are more and more people and they are all OLD! I know, I know it's not nice to say this but I got scared in the middle of this mummy congress...
I watched the watch but it looked like time has paused forever...
At half past two I started to sketch something because I nearly slipt to an undead status... I sketch Iscar. While I was working I heard, in the music stops, that some old fuddy-duddy is talking about me and my pic...how can I draw monster, and how can I dress like a guy and why do I listen to such horror music... /I was listening to Immediate music so I don't know what was they problem/...
After I growled under my noise some sweet things about them they left...I think they heard me but who the hell cares! I have a bad day!
When I finished Iscar...it was about quarter to three...I started to watch the people... no comment...
It was about half past four when I started writing my last will and testament when my name was called!
My God! I didn't believe it!
So after I went in to the doctor and out about 5 minutes / all the old spinster was in minimum 20 minutes or half hours....I don't know what can they do in there for so long.../ my dad droved us home in the traffic.
I was never ever so happy that I could arrive at home... but the day isn't over yet! And I have to go again on Friday to the surgery... wish me luck...