Saturday, January 3, 2009

Grrr, Rahr, Eek!

I took the GRE this morning. Despite my kinked neck, massive headache, sleep depravity, dehydration, and upset stomach, I passed, BARELY. Literally, I somehow managed to get the minimum score that I needed and not much higher. All I can say is that I prayed really hard that: 1) I wouldn't fall asleep; 2) I could resist the urge to put my head on my desk and cry; 3) I could pass the test and 4) I could maintain control and not embarrass myself. My prayer was heard and I am happy.

And what the heck does "pulchritude" mean?! No one really uses that word.

It was all down hill from there...

3 comments:

Megan Di said...

And now we have something in common. We both survived the GRE. Congratulations!

Nick & Jennie Mabey said...

Congrats!! Especially if you made it through being as sick as my kids are. . .Between the 3 of them, they have thrown up more than 25 times in the last 48 hours. . .I lost count! Yuck!

alea said...

pulchritude means beauty. I know it because

a. I also took the GRE, and it was all over the place on prep stuff and
b. it's a delightful example when a word sounds nothing like what it means. I mean, it's hideous, right?