You know that feeling when you're taking a test, and you can just tell that you are KILLIN' it? With every word you write, or every bubble you fill in, you think "daaaamn girl, you got this shiz on lock." When you have a slight smile to yourself thinking how bad you'll feel for all the other kids after you set the curve high? And then, the blissful moment when you leave the room feeling like you're glowing, and like all the fellow test takers are envious of your obvious success...
That's not how my AP test went today.
In fact, the opposite happened, really.
With every word I wrote I thought "daaaaamn girl, did you learn anything in this class?" And I had a slight smile on my face, which turned to an out loud laugh, when thinking about how it will go for myself when comparing scores with all the other kids that are good at math. And then, that melancholy moment when I leave the room feeling like I am sweating, and like the fellow test takers are sympathetic for the obvious beating I just took...
#aptestsinanutshell
The aftershock.
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