Today, I am fine.

Today, or rather, yesterday, was May 7th.
The AP Lit Test was only half of what I expected. I knew I would do well on the MCQ, and I did. The FRQs, on the other hand, were a different story. I spent the first forty minutes falling in and out of sleep trying to read/comprehend the first poem about Henry VIII. Forty minutes.. that's how long I have to write ONE essay. We had to do three. The next twenty minutes were spent reading the next passage and trying to understand it. Didn't work on it. I then moved on to the Open Question. Finished that. With fifteen minutes left, I went back to the Henry the VIII and just wrote whatever came to mind. I knew I wouldn't finish. Got two paragraphs done. Then an intro for the other question.

Yeah, I didn't do so hot, but you know what? I don't really care. I can never stay awake during these tests. It's not that I don't get enough sleep, it's that I get bored very easily.

I know I should care, but I really don't. Same goes for Gov, Calc, Physics, and Spanish.

Next was the track meet. The whole meet was a disaster. Whitney does not know how to run a damn track meet.

I didn't qualify for any of my jumps, only pole vault and 4x4. Pole Vault was the first event, and I did ok. I was hoping to break my own school record of 8'6, but I didn't. I was bummed out. This changed with the 4x4. I was very nervous, and like always, needed to pee. The last time we ran the 4x4 with this team was at Concordia, with .5 seconds away from the school record. I wanted this. I wanted this record so much. I was focused and gave it my all. We beat the record by 2 seconds. Fuck. Yeah. I was so stoked, damn. This made me happy, even though we got second.

Hometown afterwards to celebrate.