Maybe it was just a psych grad project to see how pissed test-takers of a famously arbitrary test would get? When you get to law school, buy yourself a large recliner and never look back . . . except to say, "Ha! Now who has the large recliner?"
My story is on test day my car wouldn't start. Not only that, but the ignition wouldn't even turn over. I borrowed a friend's car and headed the hour-drive to the testing center I had never been to. Couldn't find a open garage for half an hour, and then found out I was on the other side of this massive campus. Sprinted to the center and then waited for half an hour
I got a left-handed seat, but am right-handed. So, I moved to a right-handed seat and a proctor-ite said the seating was assigned. I responded cheerily, "No, I'm fine. Thank you." And she said, "Um. No, I mean you'll have to move." I said, "Thanks for thiking of me, but I'm fine." She let it go.
I took the test with everything the way I wanted it and still bombed. 152. Let me put this in perspective: I took the LSATs cold (I went an undergrad with no pre-law program, and thus had no one to tell me this was a stupid idea), and got a 153. Then I paid my 1200 bucks or whatever it was and took the KAPLAN course and was flying high and cocky testing consistently between 160 and 164 (12 tests). Then the actual test knocked me down to below where I had ever been. (Even if I'm lying to you and the range was 158-160 (which I'm not and it wasn't), that is a 6-8 point drop. Massive. So large that were all those tests plotted, 152 would be a statistical outlyer, an anomaly. Statistically irrelevant. However, in the real world, 152 is the ONLY relevant figure (not even my 153 made it to Rutgers' decision process), and if 152 is my mantle of shame to be worn, then I take great pride at being (conceivably) the dumbest-guy-on-paper at the school.
I did horrible at logic games during Kaplan, but on the test, it surpassed my reading comp. (which trended highest in Kaplan). The passages on the test were WAY more interesting than I could deal with. I was especially interested in the passage on how African Masks used as currency were used to group the aesthetic signatures of disparate tribal cultures (i.e., how something purely practical to indigenous African culture had been appropriated by a colonizing culture in order to "mark" the aesthetic achievements of the indigenous culture---Imagine this playing out with our currency and Canada's. Imagine someone thinking that the looney, or the hundred-dollar bill was a good indicator of our aestetic achiements ...). Anyway, despite trying not to, curiosity got the better of me and I read, fully, every word of the reading comp passages.
The moral: Reading is dangerous. Stop reading, kids.
Miraculously, I still got into law school. I attribute this to selling my soul, and those of everyone around me, in a past life. When I got accepted, as excited as I was, I might have been more excited that I would never take the LSAT again.
I'm not at all about discrimination, but if the LSAT was a person, I would put that person on an iceflow, send them out to sea, and never look back.