woke up in time! (made sure my phone was plugged in and the alarm was set correctly). my chicken that i put in the crockpot was ready when i woke up, so i put it away. then i took off early to make sure that i would get there on time with all of the correct items necessary (license)...i arrived to the plaza of the americas and after a dizzying ascent up to the 11th floor, i had my choice of any parking slot i wanted! the entire time, i was hoping that i was in the appropriate building. when i went in i saw 'prometric' on the 12th floor button in the elevator and went on up.
once we went through all of the formalities and i was seated at my computer, the fun began. i was given ear mufflers (it kinda felt like i was working at the airlines again because we used the same type of noise-deterrents around the engines). yet, even with the mufflers, i could hear this girl behind me coughing. not once, not twice...incessantly.
i don't even remember what the writing portion was about, i just remember being relieved that it was something i was comfortable with and that i didn't have to invent a bunch of malarkey because if i needed to, i could, but i wouldn't feel that great about it. and quite honestly, as i was going through the verbal and quantitative portions, i remember kinda' chuckling in my head at some of them as i watched the time tick away and instead of wasting precious time on problems which i had NO idea whatsoever, i prayed that Jesus would help me pick the correct eenie meenie minie mo! i was careful not to drink too much before coming in, and i plowed through with no breaks...(diet coke-drinking diet coke-i was not drinking before the test). when i finally finished, the computer gave me the tentative score for the verbal and quantitative, and i was a extremely disappointed because i didn't realize that they had changed the scaled scoring from 800 being the top score to 170 being the top score on the current test, so when i came out with 100-some points on each section, i thought, "wow. (long pause) i know i'm not a genious, but 300 y pico...i didn't think i was an idiot..."
so as i left the center, there was a reflection from the glass prism overhead and it was beautiful, so i got this picture on my phone before snapping one of the plaza below.
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| ah, the rainbow-thank God for his covenant to never again destroy the earth by flood! |
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| view from the 11th floor, it was so quiet from 11 floors up! |
i tried to pull up the information on my phone from the site about scoring and it mentioned the conversion chart-but my phone couldn't download the info...waiting game. in the meantime, i decided to stop at central market and treat myself (whether i passed or not, i sacrificed my entire Christmas break to the studying gods, and i deserved it).
well, i read on bakerella about something that had gotten me all giddy..biscoff! and now- biscoff spread!! you don't even understand (unless you worked with me at comair! [jory, shannon, cindy]). when it comes to biscoff, the delicate european cookie, i am weak. delta serves these little delicacies and when i worked for them, sometimes we'd get a gracious, empathetic flight attendant who was on their last leg to cvg, and they would give us a sleeve of cookies. these actions of kindness went a long way in getting us to turn a flight even faster! well, bakerella has a recipe for biscoff fudge,using the spread (which is new to me)...can't wait to try it!
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| when you dip these biscuits in coffee, they melt in your mouth! omygosh |
um, yes, so i stopped first at the central market on royal, and wasn't paying any attention because i was looking for the gre information, so when i walked up to the door, it was slightly ajar, so i was about to go in, when i realized that there was nothing on the empty shelves and there was no one inside. yep. not open yet, as i turned around, hoping that no one had seen what had just happened, i saw the workers getting out of their truck, kinda looking at me strange. DON'T CARE! i felt like saying, "get to work! get this thing done, i want my biscoff!" but instead, i avoided eye contact and took off for the coit store in plano. i don't give up easily.
so, when i got home, i was relieved to finally look at the conversion charts and realize that Jesus had indeed helped me choose the correct eenie meenie miny mos! now to wait for the writing-which i felt okay about. all in all, i'm glad that i wasn't feeling super confident going into it, because it's a better feeling now that i've passed than to have been confident and screwed up! yea me.
so glad to be done!
julie
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