The SAT kills your Brain!!!!!

On Saturday morning, my alarm clock went off at 6:15am. I turned over and was slightly confused at why I would be getting up this early, because I am not a morning person, and then I remembered....I had to get ready to leave for the SAT. The worst and longest test a person can ever take in their entire lives!!! So I left the house promptly at 6:50am to go pick up my good friend Amanda. She and 2 of my other friends had to suffer through this test with me. Amanda is also not a morning person but we were on the road towards Millbrook High by 7:05am. We got to the school around 7:25am because I wanted to get there early so that I could make sure I got a good park. Amanda and I followed the mass of people and waited outside for instructions. Forty-Five minutes later, Amanda and I were both assigned to Building 100. Amanda was in room 132 and I was in room 127. My room didn't actually start the test until 8:15am. The test is said to only take 3 hours and 45 minutes but I am pretty sure it takes a lot longer. The test consists of 1 25-minute Essay, 6 25-minute sections, 2 20-minute sections, and 1 10-minute section. Needless to say, it is an extremely long test!!!! :-) I didn't get done with the test until 1:15pm. We only got a break every 50 minutes. They were only 5 minutes long and we only had 3 of them. After we all finished, we all went to lunch at Panera. I think that is one of the best lunches I have ever had in my entire life! :-) On the way home I also stopped and got a large tea from Bojangles. It was very yummy. Then I went home and watched Sherlock Holmes. I liked it. When the movie was over, my dad asked me to run to the grocery store to get some stuff for dinner. I didn't want to go but I went anyway. I had the hardest time trying to find things in the store that I knew I knew where they were. I only had 7 things on my list and it took me 1/2 an hour to find 3 things. I could not find the pizza sauce, the pizza cheese, or the bacon bits. I was talking to myself and wandering up and down the same aisles over and over. It's a wonder that Food Lion didn't kick me out! :-) I finally found everything I needed and started heading towards home. I decided to go the back way because there aren't any traffic lights that way. I got to the railroad tracks and stopped because those tracks make me nervous because you can't see around the curve and it isn't protected. So I started over the tracks. Then all of a sudden I hear metal scraping across the pavement. So I pulled my car over into someone's front yard, turned on my hazard lights and got out to see what was making that noise. There wasn't anything! So I got back in and tried to go again and the sound started again. So I called my dad and told him I hadn't wanted to go to the store in the first place and now my car was making a terrible sound and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. He told me he would be right there and to just stay where I was. While I was waiting several cars came and went past me and no one stopped to ask if I was okay and needed help. I was thinking to myself that the people of Youngsville were not very helpful or friendly when a man (who wass quite scary looking I might add) slowly passes me and asks me if I was okay. I said that I was and that I was waiting for my dad to come. He asked me if I had run out of gas. I politely said that I hadn't but that my car was making a terrible sound and that my dad would be there any minute. While I was saying this I was thinking, "I know when to put gas in my car. I am not dumb! What do I look like a Damsel in Distress!" However, I decided that it would have been rude to say those things because 1) He was an adult, 2) He had stopped to ask if I needed help, and 3) He was scary looking :-). After the man was convinced that I was okay he went on his way. So finally my dad got there and and told me to switch cars with him so he could listen to the sound to figure out where it was coming from. We had to get it home some how because I was parked in someone's front yard. So he gets in and cranks it. It made the sound once and then didn't make it the rest of the way home. Apparently, I had picked up something from the railroad tracks and it just happened to fall of when my dad drove it! :-( So when we got home I just decided that it wasn't my fault that I couldn't function properly. I decided that it was the SAT's fault because I had used up all my Brain Cells that morning while taking it and that my trip to the store and my car episode was the last straw and so my brain officially died. However, after I got some sleep my brain has slowly come back to life. I don't think it is fully alive yet but it is getting there :-)