1130 a.m.

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Oh lunch, my second favorite time of the day. Of course after chasing that dog. Which brings me to the society of this country. I get out at 1:30 at school but get here at 8:30. We are orderly and neat is what they try to make us. Not me, I am the other part of society. The people who relax the government says we need those people or we would be in one giant line the rest of our life. But they said there was too many of those people which brought us to the system. They take tests to see which one you are if you are neat you go through training. If they are like me they just go with the flow.

Well, there is the army doing it's check. Every year, four times a year the army checks schools, businesses. Most of the military is go with flow or scientists like my dad. So there is society. But making friends in this society is hard, because it seems like proper can only talk to proper, or relaxed and only talk with relaxed unless you are related. Crazy right! Talking to the government is not easy either. If they don't think you have a good idea they will tell you to leave. But the government does do some good things. They clean my house as part of my dad's job. It seems like every day is a clean, beautiful home. Until my brother walks through the door. He goes up to his room and trashes his room. While not trash but he untucks the sheets and other things. Not me I just fall to sleep and wake up and then trash my room. He does it all out of order. Another thing that is unbelievable.

They even do tests do she who you are best for. But we get to make our own decisions. But skipping my horrible life let me get back to my Mexican pizza.

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