Just when you doubt yourself into oblivion a certain event occurs that rockets your relative confidence skyward in a constant direction. The mock AP test progressed better than I had expected; as the time constraint was actually of service to me. Towards the end of the third essay my mind began to liquify, and although I do not suspect that I butchered the piece, I can only guess that having no memory of what I had enscribed on the drearily tinted paper is a rather ominous sign of my efforts. Come to think of it I only remember a few bits of what I had written overall. After emerging from the auditorium Kelsey and I fell promptly prostrate in the middle of Day Road, expressing are incessant love for warm concrete. As of now my brain is the equivalent to partially solidified Jello, and it is my duty as a human to put myself to bed.