Today is Monday. I've never been particularly fond of Mondays, though most people aren't. Who wants to trade in the freedom and fun that the weekend affords for the oppressive atmosphere of an office? Not me, that's for sure.
Today is weird. No matter what I do, I can't get comfortable. I'm constantly fidgeting, putting my sleeves up, pulling them down, jacket on, jacket off. I just can't stand it - I'm about to scream. And for no other reason than I want to be free - I feel too restrained. Where is my hoody and my sweatpants when I need them? Why the hell did I wear an oxford shirt and a skirt to work today?
I spent about six hours yesterday studying for the GMAT. I'm scheduled to take it in January and will be applying to business schools to start in the fall. If my friend Brad is correct, women are a hot commodity in MBA programs and, as a result, I "will get into a much better school than I deserve to." Wow, isn't he sweet?
Anyways, before I signed up for the GMAT I had absolutely no idea what areas it tested or what distinguished it from the GREs. (At this point, all I really know is that there is a math section and a verbally analytical thinking section. I'm working on it.) After forking over $250 to register for the damn test, I went and spent another hundred on the review books and study guides. It's been over two years since I was in school, and I figured I would need some refreshment in the areas of critical thinking and mathematics.
Imagine my surprise when I opened up a GMAT math workbook to find a section on quadratic formulas. Um, excuse me? I think I vaguely remember that from algebra - I mean, it was only 10 years ago, after all. After continuing on only to find more questions about geometry, data sufficiency and if Bob and Alice can finish a job together in three hours and Bob can do it himself in five hours, what percent of the job does Alice do?, I grabbed a stack of guides and came to the conclusion that I was going to have to do quite a lot of refreshment for this.
So, it's official. I am a dork. I managed to work my way through the Math workbook yesterday, and sadly, I enjoyed it. Like, I was having a good time solving those word problems and determining the circumference of a circle with a radius of four. I actually miss learning and using my brain. I think it might be a good time for me to go back to school after all.
Dude ! I loved the math from the GRE study guides... then I rocked that portion of the test. But, just remember to work on the not-so-fun stuff...blah
Posted by: Pickle | December 13, 2006 at 12:02 AM