Adult Things, Not of the XXX Variety
February 4, 2011
In my never ending search for a little substance in my life, I am compiling a small to medium sized collection of adult materials. Though some of the nerd population may consider these pdf files and internet links to be quite sexy, it is not what you may be thinking at all. I breached the terrifying surface of the deeply disturbing GRE preparation pool and downloaded a math review with the help of a mild winter depression and a new coffee mug with a substantially sized handle (thank you Matt). It might be the caffeine, or it might be the fear but my hands are shaking.
I am not sure why I fear this test so much. I am the weight at the bottom of the mental pendulum that swings from truly believing in my intellectual ability, and realizing just how dumb I can be. The GRE takes form, in my mind, as a giant bean stalk twisting and stretching upward through the cloud cover and at the top is a big grumpy giant group of smart people (or perhaps they are just people good at taking standardized tests?). How many hours will I need to dedicate to becoming a capable climber of vines, and how many words will I have to learn to be included in this unofficial fraternity of accomplished college graduates? I am just a kid with three beans, one for hope, one for desire, and one for ability, and a goal to get through those damn gray clouds.
I am already overwhelmed and all I did was download the review. I guess this is called “growing up”.
