fuck the psats
fuck the psats. i got a quite aggravating score. mostly bc my score only improved 7 points from my diagnostic test after a 300 dollar princeton review class and bc i got 10 points lower than almost everyone else who did not even study. so whatever, i was a little annoyed but not that upset. i decided to tell my mom bc i figured that she should be informed since she paid for the class. she basically flipped a shit. then my dear brother came over and he flipped a shit. (keep in mind that this brother got a 1550 on his sats and went to an ivy league) so both of them went off on me for like a half hour about how i should've studied more and i should've taken the test better etc. so i proceded to go to my room and cry and they were still freaking out at me. so i walked 12 blocks in the 4 degree weather to do work. now im home. i get the feeling that the next twelve months are going to be hell. holy crap im not looking forward to them.