It was up at 6:15 this morning for me and i rolled on over to the "The Cave", an acurate name given the darkness and lack of intelligent life forms, to take the ACT. I hate to complain about a test that so adequetely monitors my intelligence and establishes what i will do for the rest of my life, but i just really don't want to read about a girl going and visiting her aunt NINI or whatever because her parents went to JIJI or what ever and I especially don't want to answer questions about it afterward. not only that, i find it extremely boring that i must look at 16 different charts trying to relate completly unrelated things and answer questions about what happens when you put Mountain Dew in a toilet bowl. At least make it a challenge and give me 24 charts and relate such things as pigs and pencil sharpeners. To finish it off i had to write an essay about why seniors should have special parking lots over freshman. It could just be me, but i personaly think it has something to do with the fact that seniors actually have cars, that were so generously bought by their parents the moment they turned sixteen. Of course IfJane Doe senior got a parking lot that Joe Freshman wanted to reserve for his senior year it is likely that some unrelated organization would have a lawsuit and have to pay money because it just so happened that Joe Freshman's fathers fathers mothers daughters aunt was a Native American and that was why Joe didnt get his spot. Ok so i will shut up, maybe i am just bitter that my parents don't buy my gas.