Preparing for the SAT...yuck

I've been doing a lot of thinking about my future lately. I'm absolutely ecstatic about going to college. I already have plans for applications, I've visited colleges, I've contacted admission directors of countless universities, and for a while, I thought that I was on the fast track to college. Everything is happening so fast and I've snatched up any opportunity to make the process go faster. All of a sudden, in the fast lane to college, I hit a big stopsign. This stopsign is none other than the SAT's. I decided that it was silly to worry about the SAT's and I quickly forgot about them. Just a few days ago, I went to go see my guidance counselor to make my schedule for next year. All he had to do was mention the fact that the SAT's are super important for getting into a good college and I was already practically in the feetle position. I had not anticipated this fact in my carefully planned college agenda, but once again, I decided that I would take care of the problem by not sweating it, just relax and take a class. As usual, I underestimated the amount of work it will take to improve my scores. I took the PSAT and I thought my scores were pretty good, but I did a quick math problem and found out that the total possible points I could have gotten was 2400. To my dismay, my score was far less than I had hoped. I decided that it was time to get serious about all this SAT stuff, so I signed up for a prep class called "Let's Get Ready" that's run by Wesleyan students. It runs on Tuesdays and Wednesdays for like 3 hours. I'm, apparently, in the group that scored the highest on the God forsaken diagnostic test so I'm with the smartest people in my class. Thank God I know all three of them. Well, it's almost time for the usual torture so I guess I should end this thing before I feel like writing more. I hate the SAT's...with a passion.