Thursday, August 21, 2008

Testing my Patience


This is it. Tomorrow is D-Day. Tomorrow I take the G.R.E.
I’m not too worried. Really, I’m not. It’s not because I think I’ll do exceptionally well, in fact, I have no idea how I’ll do. I just know it’s going to do me no good to worry. Also, I’ve already conceived the worst possible outcome of the exam. That would be that I completely fail and don’t get into my top choices of grad school programs in the United States. This doesn’t bother me that much since my second choice of schools is actually in Canada and they don’t require the G.R.E. for admission because the colder the climate, the warmer your heart. Also, there are two reasons I don’t think this would actually happen. 1) My complete failure on the G.R.E. isn’t sufficient reason for a school to turn me down as the G.R.E. merely tests one's ability to take the G.R.E.. My academic record speaks for itself. I completely bombed my S.A.T.s and still got into one of the best schools in the country because the admissions office was able to look beyond that score and knew I wouldn’t be a risk. 2) Based on the rules of probability, since I’ve already conceived this possibility it is that much less likely to happen out of all other possible outcomes.
After the four hour ordeal, I plan to treat myself with tea, shopping and a healthy dose of psychotherapy.
See you on the flip side.

1 comment:

iwearglasses said...

I believe in you! You can do it! (Hugs!)