I am soo going to fail the GMAT
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Today, I got a 490 at the GMAT. That means, I still failed. =(
Actually, Zoe, Anne and I took the test the entire afternoon. But as I was at my last question, the window just went poof! and went back to the first page. So after cussing and feeling depressed and just plain mad, I did what Zoe thought I should do. Retake the test and just plugging in the answers as far as I can remember them. So I did (I just did actually) and I got a 490.
What pisses me off was that this was supposed to be the first time for me to take the test with nary a distraction. The first time, I just rushed into it and did not take it seriously. The second time, I was uncomfortable with Zoe's table and chair. This time, I was comfortable, I wasn't rushing, I was doing what I should do and I wasn't distracted. And still 490. Damned stupid math questions!
GMAT is next Saturday. How the fudge am I supposed to pass??
Stressing out!!!
Sunday, April 20, 2008
As much as I love hanging out with the girls, I am starting to stress out over the GMAT. The passing grade is 500 and so far, in the two timed practice tests I took, I scored 440 and 470. I wasn't always trying my hardest (the first time, I was rushing into the verbal part; the second time, we did at Zoe's place and she has a high table and short chairs so it was uncomfortable) but what the hey, excuses aside, I am still not there. We have 1 more Saturday to go and the Saturday next to that is D'Day. I AM STRESSING OUT!!!
May 3 - GMAT
May 4 - start working on Econ paper
May 8th - submission of Econ Paper
May 9th - Ate Joyce, Jones, John, AJ, Jaja are coming over
May 13th - start of Summer class
Waaaaa!!!
Lucky me!
Monday, April 07, 2008
I just learned that friendship for the sake of posterity is like wearing skinny jeans that show more than they hide. Bottomline, who are you kidding? Really, as we get older, we know who really cares about us and whom we choose to care about. Who takes the time and effort to make sure you are ok just as much as you take the time to answer their call in the middle of the night before an early morning meeting. I am not saying that I only love those who love me but somehow, as time goes by, the list of those who take the 2-lane highway with you gets shorter and shorter. They don't take you over, they don't make shortcuts, they don't disappear on you and they don't stray from you. Instead, we are all driving to one parallel direction at different paces, sometimes ahead, sometimes behind, but never losing sight AND LOVE for each other.
Thank you for your gift of friendship. I should only be so lucky to have you feel the same way I do (You know who you are).
Time after time before time
Written Wednesday last week.
Time is not my best friend right now. If only time on weekends don't go as fast as they do on weekdays, I would be very happy with it. Friday nights are my favorite. We are fresh and rejuvenated from the gym and dinner is always good and Ghost Whisperer and Numbers is on and we can cuddle all night long and eat in the middle of the night and massage each other and just... enjoy each other's company. Weekends for me are now all about school and hanging out with Zoe, Anne and Lolita. Joen is only too happy to do some more work after having some of the lunch food. During weeknights, he and I are on each of our laptops either working or studying. And before we know it, it's time to sleep. Last Sunday, before heading off to Top of China Buffet with the marrieds and the chink (that means Anne, Joe, Joen, Zoe and I), we went to UNO's gym. As a student, I get in for free while Joen gets to pay $3. We had just gone the whole day studying for our Economics Mid-Terms and so it was time to kick some sweaty ass.
While Joen ran on the treads, Zoe and I had a fun fun fun time playing ping pong! After half an hour, this couple approached us. Zoe invited them to play doubles. So I, who sucks at ping pong, had to suck it up for a little "Asia vs. North America" match. The guy kept smashing balls on the table and so I ever so subtly told him that "My husband is going to kick your ass!" When Joen arrived at the pingpong place, I then turned the table over for a little one-on-one ping pong action. Joen whooped his ass! I finally saw my hubby play ping pong! After almost 3 years of being married and after his friends telling me just how good he is, I was able to witness the prowess of Joselito. He creamed the table at 21 to 15. Looooooserrrrrrr!!
Tonight, we will release something to Production so our time together will be short after hitting the gym. Tomorrow, I have Midterms at night and Friday, ahhhh, Friday I'm in love. Last Friday we were at Hiro Restaurant with Dennis and Cindy. I wonder what we'll do this time. Saturday, GMAT at Zoe's (which means Zoe food! Woohoo!) and Sunday, we all swim at the gym.
I need more time. Tiiiime. More time to have fun, more time to sleep, more time to chat with the peeps in Pinas, more time to just veg out. Time is of the essence according to those who have it.
