I woke up at about 6:30am to the sweet sounds of my alarm clock screaming in my ear, i turn on my lamp and look at the calendar, Sunday March 25th, finally i get to sleep in for once. I get up to turn off my alarm clock wondering why it was on in the first place then slowly but surly start walking back to my bed. I sit down on my bed, fix my bed sheets then lie down. I close my eyes and start to drift off..... then my door slams open and the room fills with the sound of completely out-of-tune trumpet playing a tune you would hear at a bootcamp. i roll my eyes and groan "ATTTTTTTEEENNNNNTTIIIOOOONNN!" this is my sister, not the nicest nor the brightest but still, my sister. i say "Katy... its 6:30 in the morning.... on a SUNDAY" i shoot up and give her a stern look. "mom wants you!" she says as she grins evilly. as i walk to my moms room i wonder how much worse this day can get. i decide to change my train of thought to happy things when i remember "hey, it's 7 days till my 15th birthday" and i walk into my moms room
