GRE woes, and a special birthday wish.

I took my GRE this morning and, by some strange, cruel, sadistic twist of fate, I did better on my quantitative than my verbal. Which is not to say I did overly well on either one. Hooono. I scored a 500 on verbal and a 520 on math. I suck at life. >.< I should probably just go die in a ditch somewhere and forget about going to grad school. Anyway, I sent my scores to WVU (where I want to go), College Park (which is meh-y), University of Delaware (because it was there), and Florida State University (because I felt like being a goof). I'm trying to decide if it's really worth taking the exam again. I know I could do better if I did -- I would have more than two days to study for it, after all -- but that's another 100+ dollars I'd have to shell out and more for me to worry about. And I'd have to steal my scores back from all the schools I sent it to. >_>

Ah, well. I'll probably call WVU sometime today -- after the lunch hour -- and see what sort of GRE scores they consider "passing". I'm still in that dejected "But I can do better than that..." mode, though, so I'll have to call after I eat a pint of ice cream. Mmm, ice cream. (Or stromboli. Maybe I'll make myself a stromboli. Hm. ...I need to learn to eat things before I leave the house.)

Other than that, all is well! I work from five to eleven today, which should be interesting enough, and that gives me a few hours to chill and do stuff-that-is-more-fun-than-tests. Yes. Like fret and worry over test scores. (I'm having another adolescent freakout. Ignore me.)

But don't ignore this! (Like you could if you tried.)



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That's right! It's imayb1's daughter's birthday today, so she deserves sparkle letters. Said sparkle letters will never grace my journal again, as they make my eyes hurt. The end. ^_~

Happy birthday, Munchkin.