My brain feels like it's going to run out my ears. My entire body feels like numb goo. From eight o'clock in the morning until ten minutes past noon today, I puzzled over integrals, tangent lines, derivatives, and other such witchcraft. Once it was over, I was quoted to have said, "I feel like someone shot me with rhino tranqs." It only got worse as the day went on. My friends who took the AP Chem test last year warned me about it: post-exam fatigue. I seriously feel drained.
And tonight is the awards ceremony. Somehow I have to be awake and looking presentable within the next three hours.
Melodrama aside, I'm relieved that it's over. I'm not even going to try to guess how I did, but I was actually surprised with how well I faired. I was tempted to berate myself: I could have studied more, I could have started reviewing earlier, etc. I shun those thoughts quickly. It's over now, and nothing I *could* have done will change anything. As I said, tonight is the awards ceremony. I'm helping my dearest beloved drama teacher Melody Ivey pass out her awards. She asked me to help her after school, and I promptly agreed.
Monday is the AP Bio test. I'm not worried about it. If the test is at all related to the class, it should be a piece of cake. I've done well all year in APB, so I doubt the exam will be much of a problem.
The best part of all: I have only one full week of school left!!! Next weekend (not this weekend, but the one after) is the last weekend of the year, then I come back Monday and Tuesday for finals, and then it's over!!! I'll finally be out of high school!!!
I think I'll go take a nap for an hour or two and then get dolled up for the ceremony when I wake.
In the next week, I have a lot of stuff coming up at once, so I might pull a Gandalf and disappear for a few days.
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