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Injections are fun... no, really
My Dad went to the doctor about his stress and basically Doctor Taor said that he's got depression. No wonder, what with Mum and Lucy's ME and everything, so he's been given some anti-depressants and told to get away on holiday for a short break. We can't go until I'm done with exams, and we want to avoid term-time in the hopes that Lucy can go, so on the 9th February or so we're going to The Gambia on holiday for a week!
Dad: We have to have typhoid, yellow fever and polio.
Me: Can't I just have the jabs instead?
Also, a couple of days ago at 6:30am my Amaryllis plantbaby committed suicide. It overbalanced or something and fell off my dresser to its doom, knocking off its flowers and bending all its leaves and stalks. I am very sad because I loved my plantbaby a lot. I want a new one :(
Dad: We have to have typhoid, yellow fever and polio.
Me: Can't I just have the jabs instead?
Also, a couple of days ago at 6:30am my Amaryllis plantbaby committed suicide. It overbalanced or something and fell off my dresser to its doom, knocking off its flowers and bending all its leaves and stalks. I am very sad because I loved my plantbaby a lot. I want a new one :(