I just registered for the GRE. On July 7th (my sister’s 18th birthday, which I’m hoping will make it lucky). Less than a month until I take the big scary test of doom. And yet, I’m a little bit excited. Have I mentioned I’m a huge huge nerd before?
Also, when I took the ACT, it cost all of $25. But those grad school tests? They want to suck the life, soul, and wallet right out of you. More than a hundred dang dollars to take a TEST?! Am I insane? Speaking of insane, I, for a blindingly stupid moment, decided to register for the 8:00 a.m. test. And then Bart gently told me I was clearly not thinking straight and should definitely sign up for the 1:00 p.m. test instead. Thank goodness I married him; someone else might have let me go right ahead and wake up cursing myself in the wee morning hours of July 7th.
A bit stressful, yes, but the getting-on-with-my-life bit? Awesome!
(It cannot be priceless, like MasterCard because I JUST PAID $130 TO COMPLETE SENTENCES AND FIND THE VALUE OF X!).