“I didn’t finish!”
“My essay was shit!”
“I hate math! I hate it!”
“I changed my answer like 800 times!”
“She was breathing SO loud!”
“When’s the next test date? April?”
“My dad is going to kill me.”
Stressed out and in a daze teens start to doubt their self worth. Life seems to be ending. We will never make it. Why? Because his SAT score got him into Stanford and I am convinced I will be going to Foot Hill. Which contrary to popular opinion is actually a good school. But that is beside the point.
Honestly, I think everyone needs to take a step back and get some perspective. Hopefully when we finally get into the real world, SAT scores will be a thing of the past. Hopefully.
