3 hours before I was getting out of my bed. I could barely sleep the night before, all night I constantly woke up, with beads of sweat dripping down onto my face, twisted and turned and then fell back asleep.
2 hours before my SAT, I jumped out of bed to look over practice tests and then ran downstairs to eat breakfast. Everyone says that breakfast helps you do better but I can't really tell the difference. In the shower, all I could think about was the things I needed to remember, the problems played and played through my head.
1 hour after that, I was in the car on my way to the temple. I tried to forget the fact that this is one of the most important tests in my life. My stomach felt like it was turning itself inside and out, like it was on a roller coaster. I tried to blur everything out. Next thing I knew I was getting out of the car and making my way through Temple’s campus to the testing building. I walk into a big open room with glass ceilings. The room is filled with kids pacing around, some reading, some talking to their friends but most glaring off into the distance, trying to remember practice problems.
3 hours after jumping out of the bed, I'm walking down a long hallway and upstairs, into my testing room. I sit down in my assigned seat for the next half hour as they take our phones, hand out tests and read the rules to us. Once the test starts, my brain goes on autopilot, I go from question to question without second guessing myself and before I know it, the next section is up, then the next, then the next. The test flies by in a blur. Next thing I know I'm walking out of the building, leaving behind my test and the big glass window, to be greeted by the afternoon sunlight.