On Saturday, I'll be taking the GRE. For the record, the last time I took this particular exam was in the late '80s. On the practice exams, my verbal skills have been just peachy. My math scores, however . . . well, let's just say I'd be riding to school on the short bus. Or maybe I'd be the head cheerleader. To-may-to, to-mah-to.
I've been trying to teach myself basic math for the last few days. That explains why it is almost one in the morning and I'm just now going to bed. It also explains why I will probably be dreaming of complex fractions and geometry.
I can't wait for this crap to be over.
I love math. I really do. There is a certain beauty in the symmetry and logic of numbers. However, that doesn't help me when I can't remember how to calculate the area of a circle.