My test day felt horrendous. I woke up at 2:30 AM, petrified about the 8AM test and life in general, and could not get back to sleep. I had spent about 110 hours in the previous 8 days studying, was totally sleep deprived, and knew that I needed to get a good night's rest, so I went to sleep at 10 PM the night before. So 4.5 hours of sleep. At the most.
My last two GMAC CATs, 12/30 and 1/01, were 680 and 680, 44Q38V and 47Q36V respectively. I studied all I could to get my Q up and my V up in the last two days, but wasn't feeling optimistic about the verbal especially.
I started the test barely able to read the damn thing. There was a complete disconnect between "reading" and "comprehending". All the time management I'd practiced = gone. The second Q problem took me SIX minutes because I forgot how to do LONG DIVISION. I reached question 20 with 30 minutes left. With 12 minutes left I had 10Q questions to go. What a damn nightmare.
Verbal started out equally slowly. There were several times where I thought I should just raise my hand, bag the test, and try to explain it to schools as "a medical issue", but I just kept going. I at least managed to finish both sections on time.
For the entire verbal section, it was like my life was flashing before my eyes. I'd have to put off Round 2s, I'd have to explain to everyone how the hell I did so badly after a week of studying. I got all philosophical -- maybe I should just figure out something else to do with my life? Photography, maybe? There was some 30 minute entirely experimental section at the end that I spent the last 5 minutes staring at the keyboard with a huge pout on my face, damn near in tears.
When I made it to the "do-you-want-to-see-your-score" screen, I would have totally canceled it if no one else would find out, but I knew that schools would. I let the clock tick down for over a minute. At least, I told myself, I could take it again, and play it off like I persevered or something. So I clicked "Yes" and waited, completely miserable, for it to spit out my score.
Unreal.
My last two GMAC CATs, 12/30 and 1/01, were 680 and 680, 44Q38V and 47Q36V respectively. I studied all I could to get my Q up and my V up in the last two days, but wasn't feeling optimistic about the verbal especially.
I started the test barely able to read the damn thing. There was a complete disconnect between "reading" and "comprehending". All the time management I'd practiced = gone. The second Q problem took me SIX minutes because I forgot how to do LONG DIVISION. I reached question 20 with 30 minutes left. With 12 minutes left I had 10Q questions to go. What a damn nightmare.
Verbal started out equally slowly. There were several times where I thought I should just raise my hand, bag the test, and try to explain it to schools as "a medical issue", but I just kept going. I at least managed to finish both sections on time.
For the entire verbal section, it was like my life was flashing before my eyes. I'd have to put off Round 2s, I'd have to explain to everyone how the hell I did so badly after a week of studying. I got all philosophical -- maybe I should just figure out something else to do with my life? Photography, maybe? There was some 30 minute entirely experimental section at the end that I spent the last 5 minutes staring at the keyboard with a huge pout on my face, damn near in tears.
When I made it to the "do-you-want-to-see-your-score" screen, I would have totally canceled it if no one else would find out, but I knew that schools would. I let the clock tick down for over a minute. At least, I told myself, I could take it again, and play it off like I persevered or something. So I clicked "Yes" and waited, completely miserable, for it to spit out my score.
Unreal.
