First of all, I had a blast; loved every second of today’s SAT experience.  Did I get the “perfect score?”

No way.

BUT, if my score doesn’t go up in math after all those hours of hard work (which were hugely fun, I might add), I don’t know what to say.  I plead dyscalculia.

Reading and Writing this time around?  I felt strong and focused, though not “perfect.” It was more like, “Ok, that felt good” — with little bit of “hmmmmm….. not sure about a few of the questions,” sprinkled on top.

Except for my essay — on the essay, I felt sure. I felt strong and confident — like I summoned my very best SAT self — and she showed up wrote that essay about Tim O’Brien with passion and vigor — and in an appropriate “SAT” format (I think). I linked back repeatedly to my thesis (which I had written on the top of my test booklet, lest I forget).

I wove in sophisticated vocabulary (including a well placed “jingoistic“); used varied sentence structure and punctuation (semicolons and dashes included), and then I wrapped it up with the counter example and a strong conclusion.

But, the essay is the one subjective part of the whole test.  That said, if my readers don’t recognize that I aced that essay, then I give up on standardized writing.  No, actually, I’m blaming the graders. Yes, I will blame the graders if I don’t come out of this SAT with at least an 11.

Anyway…I’m sad that it’s over. I’m surprised at how hard this test is for me.  I’ll probably keep going for that “perfect score,” even if it’s not in any official “perfect score project” capacity —  just because I really do think it’s fun (crazy, I know — but don’t knock it till you try it).

Video attached for test day details.

I’m headed out to celebrate — then, tomorrow morning will address the big pile of life that’s waiting for me.