AP exam 8:00 this morning. Relatively easy, compared to Euro! I am confident that my essays were adequate if not well written and proficiently answered all parts of the prompt. Hopefully Collegeboard will agree with me. I thought about my grandfather a lot during the exam because he was a former employee for Educational Testing Services based in Princeton, NJ. I miss him. But overall, I think our entire class was well prepared, despite Mrs. Honeycutt giving up on us second semester. I love her laid back teaching style as much as any procrastinator hates the Steven Covey line of agenda planners, but there are limits and extremes to this. She should have drilled us in writing more than twice a year. End of essay tests were expected, and received, ok. Give us more prompts to formulate theses, earlier!!! Not two weeks before the examination. Writing skills are not improved overnight. They are acquired and honed through trial and error. I... hope she provides an end of the course review. I'll be as vocal as I am right now. Aw. But for all of the mistakes of English AP, Mrs. Honeycutt DOES have many redeeming qualities such as teaching contemporary literature that is both interesting and relative to universal themes evident in life. She really can examine literature systematically... and derive applicable lessons without being preachy. And... did i mention... she MAKES PAVLOVAS and WRAP AROUND SILK SKIRTS in her free time. She is lovely. After the exam, Mallory, Tyler, Robby, Derek, Andy, and I hung out in Mrs. Hellams classroom while she graded Euro's final exams. I remembered an answer to a question on the Sci Revolution, which is remarkable considering that I can't remember to pick up cell phone from the charging bin in the mornings. Ugh. Haha. Joseph just called. I left him stranded at school because I forgot Thursdays are game days when he needs me to transport him to soccer matches. Ironic timing. I'm so sorry Joe. So we waited and waited because Tyler, Mallory, Cara, and Eric had ROtARy scholarship interviews and listened to Etta James At Last over the new savvy speaker sets installed in Mrs. Hellams ceiling. Then we all left for Moe's. Mal and I showed up first and ordered Full Monty's. We watied and waited, and waited some more until we agreed. The males stood us up. Oh well. More girl to girl time, or so we thought. A really lanky guy wearing a ATW shirt from goodwill joined us. She knew him from Lake Murray Baptist and I thought he was nice even though he pointed out I talked differently. Hmm. Actually. The guys DIDN'T intentionally avoid having lunch with us. Poor fellas. Robby's van broke down in the school parking lot, so Supermom, Mrs. Meldau, had to carpool the boys to Moe's. Eric drove to school, but only had 3 available seats and nobody wanted to leave Robby stranded while they enjoyed some delicious TexMex. I didn't have my cell phone unfortunately because otherwise i would have known Derek had called to update me on the situation. I was entering my car when Robby and Derek appear out of the bushes shouting "Lauren!" and I gave them a really puzzled look. And because I wanted to hear more about their little episode, I joined them for round two of Moe's. I felt somewhat awkward in a crowd of all guys. I mean, I"m not the flirty babemagnet type that I see strutting their stuff at the gym while all of the meathead lifters drop their jaws. I felt happy and included to be accepted. Robby didn't slip insults directed at me. Before he could twist the conversation somehow so that it centered on France, but instead he was just really open and offered me some of his Billy Berou nachos. Andy ran into his mom. She's too conventional to have produced such an eccentric child like Andy. I proposed the thought Andy could have been a lovechild of the neighborhood mail carrier. Eric told a really funny story about the Rotary representatives asking him "So you're in a band? You look like you belong in a band." But he was wearing a solid black tee. No words. No insignas. Just.... hue. Oh silly Rotarians. Now I"m home and feeling exceptionally lazy. I am tempted to tear open the Phantom of the Opera DVD downstairs on the counter.... but it's a gift for Aike and I would feel guilty giivng him a secondhand present. Besides, I'm going to the gym at 4:30 for a Pilates class and... boop! tutorial on free weights by Tyler and Eric. Oh, and I saw Nikki posting Cannibal! the musical advertisements in the girls bathroom after the exam. Graduation is approaching. 22 days.