but i remember what a wonderful joy that test was. FINALLY, something about school that i understood, that made sense. i loved it. it was my first break from confused anxiety in almost two years. and then i was done with it and i went and put it up on the big grownup's desk, and i happened to look at the clock on the wall. straight back into despair. they'd said x o'clock was when the time would be up, and i was 20 minutes early. never forgot that feeling either. oh no. wrong again.