the frogurt is also cursed

[thehefner]

Good news: I signed up for the GRE's next Wednesday. Bad news: shit, I have to study for the GRE's by next Wednesday!!! Can anyone tell me how hard they'll be for me, how much studying needs to really be done, and how much it really matters to a college where I'm applying for Drama?

Damn, and I also have to think up an essay for my Catholic U application lickity-split. What to say, what to say?

You know, having an ungodly gorgeous car isn't always wonderful if it keeps breaking down half the time. The one on the left looks almost exactly like my father's 1954 Rolls Royce Silver Dawn. Since Dad can't drive anymore, he needs me to start driving the car around, which would be awesome if it didn't keep mysteriously breaking down on me. Last time we took it to the shop, they found nothing wrong with it, of course. Now they finally did; seems the transmission is bone dry! Well, that'd explain that. I had to wait three and a half hours in the backseat of a Rolls Royce in hot, humid weather. With no book.

Life lesson: Always... but ALWAYS... bring a book.

But then, even if I had one, I still would have had either suffocation or mosquitoes to deal with. It was Man vs. Mosquito out there, and the mosquitoes were winning. Sure, I killed about 12 of them, I'm proud of that. They were attracted to my jeans, whereupon my legs became smeared in mosquito guts and little bits of my blood that was in said guts. Then they started landing on my crotch, whereupon I frantically delivered a crushing blow to my own testicles. Smart little fuckers are learning.

Dad meanwhile sat at home, getting royally stewed far worse than usual because of how guilt-ridden he was by my predicament, so that when I got back to his house I was greeted with, "I'm just... pissed, John. I've had that car... for 17 YEARS..." which he had said about seven times already that day alone... "And never had a single problem, and it's given you nothing but grief every time!" "Well now, Dad, I've only driven it three times..." "EVERY time!" "Yes, but just three times..." "EVERY time!" "Three times." "EVERY time! I think we really should sell the ffffffucking thing!" he spat venomously, his head doddering as he said it. He wasn't even able to hold eye contact with me. He kept squishing and sucking on his lips, that was a new mannerism I hadn't seen before. Then again, I hadn't seen him that drunk in a long time.

I'm still not gonna sell it, I don't think. Unless it becomes more of a financial burden than they joy it has been.

God DAMN, I am wired by caffeine! BWEEEEE! If I don't crash soon, I may start thinking I'm some kind of hummingbird by the end of the work day!

Comments

[heykidzcomix.livejournal.com]

This upcoming Wednesday, or the one after? Because it's going to be very, very difficult for you if it's the former. I took it a long time ago (about 5 years), and I had to study for about a month to do as well as I did. My recommendation is to spend the bulk of your time studying vocabulary words--get yourself a GRE book, they should have a long list in the back. I wouldn't worry much about the math part for drama, but by the same token I wouldn't blow it off either.

Good luck.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

This Wednesday.

So... am I screwed?

Shit, there IS a math contingent. That's what I thought, but the GRE site made it seem like it'd be otherwise. Shit.

[slaversbane.livejournal.com]

I hope you remember your basic geometry, algebra and fractions. I had forgotten everything I studied from 6th grade on by the time I took it. I did not do well, hence not in grad school. It isw not as abstract a test as the SAT it is a concrete comprehensive your entire education type test. I guess grad schools want to know that you didn't fuck off and maybe retained something. I of course did not.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Math, eh? Well shit. Shit shit shit. Because I don't remember jack, not having taken any since high school.

Re-scheduling is in order, it's looking like. Shiiiiit.

A college for drama is really gonna give a rat's ass for a shitty math score?

[slaversbane.livejournal.com]

it fucked me. I was trying to get into Towson. Not even a huge drama school!! Just a simple little program! I got a shitty math score and they just said no.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

Well then, looks like a resceduling is ahead of me then. As is the purchase of a math-centric GRE study book.

Fuck, man. I am sorry to hear that. Were you trying to get into Towson for Drama? Because if an actor like you with your talents, abilities, record, and recommendations can get turned down because of fucking math, well shit, I will be totally screwed. I don't know if Catholic U being such a big drama school would work for or against me.

[slaversbane.livejournal.com]

I am guessing for you. They hopefully will only be using the GRE as an idea of your general scholarship. Your acting resume should get you in. Just a thought, I am pretty sure TM went to Catholic. Might want a recomendation letter.
As for the test pick up at the dollar store some of those workbooks to refresh your memory on highschool mathmatics, grammar, vocabulary, and analogies. Everything else on the test is comprehesion. You'll do fine. I would just take it to get it under your belt and take it again if you totally fuck it. I didn't because my money problems outweighed my need to know how to act better.

[heykidzcomix.livejournal.com]

I would say it's going to be hard for you to get a really high score, yeah. There are three parts--math, verbal and an analytical writing part (the logic was phased out after I took it). The verbal was full of words that I'm sure are mostly made up, like spelling-bee words. Words no one uses, not even grad students.

Good luck.

[thehefner.livejournal.com]

My thanks. And I've been meaning to remark on the awesomeness of that icon for some time. So here: it's awesome.

[gnort.livejournal.com]

Yes a book is definitely a necessity when taking the car in. In regards to the crushing blow, just....ow