My Physical

Tomorrow is going to be the worst day of my life. It's going to be my physical. I DON'T WANT SHOTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Ok? I don't want them. Ugh. So depressed. Then they're going to ask me questions, look in my ears, and all that stupid stuff. At least it got pushed back. It was originally supposed to be on June 24th, but my mom's co-worker needed that day off, so my appointment got pushed back. Cha-ching. But now, the day has come, and I ain't happy about it. I have to fill out a stupid survey too. And then they ask me questions. So I don't understand why they have to do both because giving a survey and then asking you the same questions is just a waste of paper so I am appalled that they would waste paper on a survey when you can just ask me out loud, and not use the paper. My name is Zach Yabo, and I'm an environmentalist.

Well, there are only a couple people who have already gotten their physical in my class, and I hear it isn't that bad. But frankly, I'm a wimp. And I hate shots. And I hate doctors. And I hate constant questions. Just slow, deep breaths, right?!

I am scared. But I need to suck it up.

Zach-ar-y