Confession: I Bombed The SAT

this banana did not help with my sat scoreExcept, of course, I had no choice. I’d registered months in advance, paid the fee, and there was no way my parents would let me skip out on the SATs because of boy trouble.

The rest of the morning is a blur. I know I arrived at the test center, stood in line, sat at a random desk at a school I’d never been to, full of kids I didn’t know. As the proctor read out the seemingly endless instructions on how to fill out a Scantron sheet, my mind kept wandering back to that email, wondering what could have possibly gone wrong in my perfect relationship. I raced through the test, my stomach feeling like lead. I just wanted it to be over so I could turn on my cellphone again and see if Nathan had texted me. I couldn’t wait to go home and cry.

Of course, by the time I got my test results back, I really wanted to cry. Let’s just say: the banana didn’t seem to have helped much. The annoying thing was, I knew I could have done better if I hadn’t been so distracted by a kid that frankly, I was already totally over.

So I took the test again, and this time, I ate my banana at the kitchen table (and didn’t check my email), I reviewed flash cards on the way over (instead of reviewing my failed love life), and I even paid attention to the Scantron directions because I sort of think I may have messed that up last time.

And my results? Were good. In fact, they were exactly what I had been hoping for. And that was the last time I took the SATs–and the last time I let boy trouble get in the way of my own success.

Have you ever gotten a bad grade or a bad score because of boy drama? How did you do on the SATs? Tell me all about it in the comments!

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  • ladykaay88

    Well mine wasn’t the SAT but it was the ACT…. Right before the test starts my long lost friend, mother of one, leans over and asks me to be godmother to the son she was currently carrying.

    Thats all I could think about the ENTIRE time I was testing and the fact that I couldn’t believe she was having another kid. SMH.

    I bombed the test and she ended up having a miscarriage.

  • Grace

    Ugh, I can feel for you! The SAT’s are stressful enough as is.
    The 3 days leading up to my SAT’s I had numerous doctors appointments and was hospitalized for an eating disorder. Needless to say, I bombed mine as well.

    You’ve really gotta have a clear mind while testing or you get so spacey.

  • Agnee

    You Go Girl!!