The blaring ring of the alarm clock runs through my ears, marking the end of my pleasant six-hour sleep. I’m looking at the time and fumbling my hand next to me, managing to hit the snooze button and relapse back to my sleep. Repeating this several times, I eventually decided to get up, and turned off the alarm. I grabbed the towel lying on top of my chair, and turn around only to sneak a glance at the time. I stumble through the bathroom, flick the light switch brace myself for the glare of the lights as I struggle to open my eyes. After taking a nice, hot shower, I quickly got dressed and made my way to the kitchen. After my breakfast, I woke up my mom and told her to drop me off. She got up, and drove me to school. While in the car my mom asked “Why were you up so late last night?” I said “Practicing for the PSAT”. Even though I found out just a couple of days ago about the test, I feel confident enough to tackle the PSAT today. I stood up all night, taking some practice tests just to get an image of how well I would do. My math and writing skills were good, while reading was never my greatest strength. Since the test wouldn’t start until 8:30, I sat in the cafeteria with my friends while we discussed the upcoming test. My boy Mike asked, “What did you do last night?” I replied “Nothing much, I pulled an all-nighter trying to study for this damn test.” Eager to get this over with, I was ready to go at 8:20. Stuffing my book bag in my locker and grabbing some #2 pencils and a calculator, I head to my assigned room. After filling out all of the personal information, we were finally ready to take the test. The critical reading comprehension section was first. After starting, I said “Damn this test looks easy. I’m going to pass this”. Answering the first question with complete ease and confidence, I figure this test might be easier than I had thought. Well, my streak ended after the first question. From there, I only went...
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