I am so completely excited to be heading out to BYU in 23 days.  Sure, there's anxiety about my plane crashing, my roommate detesting the very essence of my being (or Lord of the Rings), the government deciding I don't need any money, etc. etc., but the excitement seems to be winning in the duel with anxiety.

I have also been starting to realize how much I actually love where I have lived these past seventeen (almost eighteen) years of my life.  This little zip code of mine that I have never lived away from for a substantial period of time has always been one I've found fault with, but as of late, those faults have somehow become endearing.  The dreaded heatwaves that the sun usually inflicts upon my part of the world this time of year has actually held off and given me my favorite sort of weather that a real Spring season is supposed to have.  My little Florida world has actually been on its best behavior these past couple of months and there will definitely be tears when I have to say goodbye to it.

Tomorrow is my last day of high school.  My last day of senior year.  My last day before my life can actually begin.  I'm not going to burst into a song from Tangled or anything, it's just completely baffling and utterly incredible that my compulsory education is ending and I am now able to really explore what I want out of my future.  I really don't feel like this era of my life is ending, but HOLY CRAP, it is.  There's so much I want to express here, but there are really no words.  I can't even come up with some clever way to end this!

This life has been a beautiful picture thus far, and I am so excited and ready for what my Heavenly Father has planned for me next.

Yep, I'm an Idiot.

So, I had my AP Environmental Science exam this morning.  APES is probably my favorite of all the classes that I'm taking this year (minus AP Lit, of course), so I was super confident/stoked about this exam.

To preface my demise, let me inform you of the fact that I have taken six AP exams over the course of these past three years of high school.  I am no stranger to the essay portion.  Typically, each exam possesses three essays.  I was actually thinking about this fact this morning whilst taking the APES exam when pondering the next AP exam I am to take on Thursday (AP Literature and Composition).  Let me also say that I am not blonde.  I was actually born with the darkest brown shade of hair you can think of before actually getting to black.

For some goodness-forsaken reason, I forgot about the fourth question on the AP portion of the exam.  That's right.  I stopped at number three, finished half an hour early, and thought something was wrong, so I went back, edited the three essays that I had written, and still thought things were good and dandy.  I rocked the multiple choice and did fairly well on the other three essays, but for some reason my stupid self forgot about the fourth question, and did not remember until talking about it with Adam on the way home.  I am an idiot, ladies and gentlemen.