Monday, October 29, 2012

October: "My Struggle with the SAT"


My three least favorite letters: S A T
Oh how I wish I could be set free.
This test only determines the rest of my life.
Why can’t I just get every answer right?
But because that is impossible,
I have to be logical.

I was forced to take class after class and see tutor after tutor.
Again why can’t my mind just work like a computer?
This isn’t the way I imagined spending the beginning of my senior year,
But I had to get over my fear.

The test is less than a month away.
And to my dismay
I had to give up 2 hours out of my Saturdays,
Which gave rise to someone’s salary,
All in hopes that my scores increase dramatically.

All I can do now is wait
Until November 3rd, the date I hate.
Preparation was torture.
I hope for the best in my future...


3 comments:

  1. I really liked your poem! I totally agree with the line that stated "This isn't the way I imagined spending the beginning of my senior year." I definitely didn't think senior year would be like this. Great job!

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  2. This is excellent! I think you're going to do a great job considering the amount of hard work you put in! Good luck!

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  3. I was supposed to take the SAT the same day but ended up taking the make up with you, but I stressed the same amount as you. Looking at websites,books,classes and practice tests but I hope you get the score you were hoping for!

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