Whoopwhoop! It's MEA weekend!

I took the psat yesterday and the room was cold as hell. I was wearing a long sleeve shirt and this beast of a fleece sweater and I still wanted to die. The math section made me go D= because about half of the questions I had to guess on because I had no idea what the hell I was doing. I think there were about three question I didn't even know where to start. I could barely understand what they were asking me to do.

The critical reading stuff was okay, I worked pretty slow on those sections. Whenever I finished first, I look around and would see everyone else still working, I start to worry that I didn't spend enough time on it and I probably got them wrong. But then when I was in the middle of working on the stuff and I looked up and practically everyone is done, I start to feel like the questions are probably easy to them, which is why they're done already and I start to feel stupid .__. Either way, I can't win.

I have not been able to sleep in to my little heart's desire at all so far. See, on Wednesday, I had to get up early for psat, then today, my dad had the day off and my mom woke up me up at like 9 to tell me that she and my dad were going to get something for my dad's motorcycle and told me to go downstairs to make sure my brother cleaned up after he had breakfast. I passed out on the couch, but was awoken about a half an hour later by the doorbell. My brother made eggs for me for breakfast and they tasted pretty good so I forgave him for being slow as hell answering the door, causing my parents to ring the doorbell a bajillion times. I was still half asleep and I could barely will myself off of the couch.

He's still being annoying as hell and living up to his namesake. Glad that isn't my problem anymore >_>