I retook the SAT yesterday.
I felt great about the writing section. The essay was good, I was able to back the uninspiring quote with a bunch of historical examples. I felt good.
Until I turned to the math section.
The night before I had hit 630 on my math section. I felt fantastic. I just really want to break 600 on my math, thats all that really matters to me. Everything else, whatever. I just really need that 600.
On the first math section, the fill ins, I had to leave a whopping four blank.
I knew it was all over then. I wanted to cry and walk out of the room after the second section. Who knew?
But I didn't. I kept at it. My reading was great until I got a section where I couldn't even guess at three of the words. I found myself with 5 minutes and seven reading questions I had to plow through really quickly. The math sections just kept getting worse and worse. The highest possible score I could currently get with the math is 660, assuming I got them all right, because I left a total of 9 blank. Nine.
Here's to hoping, expecting the worse but hoping for the best.
It's such an awful feeling to fail this many times in a row. It's hard to know that I can be successful but I can't show it on this stupid test. I took classes at the 14th university in the country, earned two A's, but yet all that really matters is this stupid test. It's going to be the sole thing locking me out of every university I want is that stupid 580 instead of 600, a total of 1-2 stupid questions.
Hannah
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