Post-Test Question Solves

Michael Nunnally (or his pen name, Nooner) has wished to make a guest appearance to bestow some Amis knowledge to the world. Here you go:

Post-Test Question Solves are a big part of our lives as students. They are also extreme Amis. If you haven't grasped the concept of what Post-Test Question Solves are, let me give you an example: You're in the middle of a summer school Thermodynamics test(the worst kind of Amis) and you pulled an all-nighter (Amis to D-roy). You've gotten the test and it only has three problems on it (33 points per problem, Amis). One of the problems eludes you're brain, so you skip it and go on. Well, you do the other two problems and you go back to the first question. You just sit and stare at it for a little bit, and you realize you have no idea what to do. This is the first step of this evil process. You know you have some time left, so you don't get too stressed out. This is the time where you try to logically figure out the problem, perhaps by jotting down a few equations you know, maybe trying to work backwards, or perhaps giving a little peeksies to your neighbor. Whatever your style, with questions like these, it won't work. So you start to panic. Logic has somehow failed you and you are as lost as a fat guy without his fried chicken. And then the first true sign of your imminent demise: someone, who is not the smartest kid in class, finishes the test and leaves. Soon following is the certified idiot of the class (you know, the guy/girl who asks THOSE questions in class) who is looking rather smug. When you see him turn that test in, you can't think about the test anymore because you're in disbelief that he had at least some idea of how to answer that one question that is probably going to keep you out of Med School and, instead, force you into teaching chemistry in inner-city Memphis. Suddenly, you're awaken from your nightmare of pimped-out Impalas and dipole-dipole interactions by a booming voice that, with three little words, will destroy all remaining hope: "Five minutes left!" At this point, you freak out, your heart is pounding, and you just start writing. You start making up equations that you think look real, but let's be honest, the weight of a bowling ball will never equal a number that ends in "quintillion." After your last minute scramble for partial credit, you have to make that dreaded walk to hand in your paper that might as well look like this. At this point, you are probably the only one left in the room, so the professor just stares you down as you make the Walk of Shame, his eyes piercing your soul. And while you try to look at anything but him, you could swear you heard something that sounded like a maniacal laugh coming from the front. So you finally get to the front of the room and, after one final sigh, you turn it in, feeling your future slipping through your fingers. With most people, as soon as your paper touches the teacher's hand, you have this epiphany, and you suddenly remember how to do the problem. Congratulations, you have just completed the Post-Test Question Solve. You can't believe how easy the question was and how much of an idiot you were being. People commonly fall into pits of despair and self-loathing after a dreaded PTQS, which makes them Double-Amis. The scariest thing about the PTQS is that you have no idea when they're coming. They just sneak around, lurking in the shadows, until you forget about them, which is when they strike. Triple-Amis.