So I took a few months off; you may have noticed. I was busy, yes, but I also made a deliberate choice to have one less item on the to-do list for a little while.
But now ... well. Consider this the first day of the rest of my blog.
I will start with the highly important news that, at long last, I have applied to grad school. One of the many new additions to my to-do list (knocking my writing to the lowest priority) was studying for the GRE.
It loomed like a monster. Not having taken a math class--or indeed, having done any math that did not include figuring the sale price of clothing--was bound to result in my first ever failing grade on a standardized test. And not just any standardized test, mind you, but a standardized test that cost $160.
So I studied. Then I studied some more. I studied. Then I studied some more.
It began to come back to me: trinomials and the FOIL method, the factoring equations, applying geometry theorems to polygons, or whatever. P.S. I do not like math.
The day of the test was sunny and warm, exactly the opposite of what is expected in mid-February. The temperature was in the high 60s, a week after several snow days (oh, Tennessee, never change!).
I used every single second on all parts of the exam, because I was going to pass it, and I was going to continue my lifelong pattern of being an awesome test-taker, or die trying.
I'm still alive, so you know what that means.
750 verbal, 570 quantitative (math).
I don't know what my essay scores are yet, but I'm not really worried about it. In one essay, I referenced Galileo, Howard Carter, and ... somebody else, maybe a group, I don't remember. But it was completely random and right out of my world history curriculum, and I remember laughing to myself about how totally unconnected each of my examples was, but look at me, building bridges. In the second essay, I used skills I teach in my speech classes to tear apart an argument in a brutally satisfying masterpiece of critical reasoning. I feel pretty confident.
Sure, my math score could have been better, but look: I had to relearn, like, six years of mid-to-higher level math in a matter of weeks. I think I did all right. Plus, my school only requires a 480, so I'm ahead, really, if you think about it.
I am a little disappointed in my verbal score, though. I could have gotten an 800 if I'd studied.