As I approach my final year at Fontbonne, I have to start thinking about my life post-grad. Like most dietetics majors, I’ll be applying for an Academy of Nutrition and Dietetics-certified internship this spring and then preparing to take my exam to become a Registered Dietitian. The internship selection process is notoriously cutthroat, so it helps to do everything you can to stand head and shoulders above the rest of the applicants.
One thing a lot of internship sites look for is a GRE score. The GRE (which stands for “Graduate Record Examination”) is a test that many people take when they complete their undergrad and want to start their Master’s degree. It’s basically like taking the ACT or SAT all over again. So guess what I did this past Wednesday? That’s right – I was taking the GRE!
It really wasn’t that bad. The hardest part for me was the math, which isn’t even conceptually hard (supposedly it’s all high school stuff) – but the questions can be tricky! And I did find myself a bit crunched for time during those sections as well. Not that the test was short by any means; the whole process takes between 4 and 5 hours.
If you’ll be taking the GRE at some point, the most important thing to do is find your weak spots (whether they are math, English, or writing-related) and review. Doing some practice under time restrictions would be helpful as well. But the bottom line is that this is a standardized test. What do standardized tests do? Test how well you can take a standardized test. So just relax and do the best you can!
I was watching Project Runway last night and Tim Gunn told a contestant to “Stop thinking and start feeling.” Wow, that statement hit me like a ton of bricks. What would I do if I spent my days feeling more than I had to think? Would I be a better Christian, spouse, mom, friend or student?
I know that if I would “stop thinking and start feeling” when it came to my personal relationships it would probably be true as much as it would as it came to my role of being a student.
I recently took a midterm in a class that I have this semester. Before hand I took and re-wrote my notes, wrote out how to mathematically find out different assessments. On top of that I re-read the powerpoints the professor had given and then read through any papers I had submitted. All this took more time than was allotted for the online test but I wanted to make sure that I was properly prepared. When it came to taking the test all that mattered were the things that I already knew and could answer (thankfully a good portion of the test). But there were two questions that I held back on and kept thinking about because what I initially thought or felt just couldn’t be right. So, by the end of the test I had second guessed those initial feelings about what answer was correct and selected a different one. Well, one of the neat things about online quizzes and tests is that you can click OK and see what you scored with most of the test. By now you probably have guessed that if I had just went with my feeling about the questions, I would have answered correctly, but because I thought about them they were incorrect.
I think so many times we overthink and analyze things in school or our lives and become stressed. I know that I always seem to “make it work,” another Tim Gunn saying. I need to learn to “feel” the gratitude for the gift that God gave me for my continued education in the Pathways program, the brain that I have that retains knowledge from the classes, and the ability to organize my notes and thoughts .
Blessings on Your Week- Sherry
Last Wednesday night, I didn’t think I would be alive to see the weekend. My first organic exam was the next morning at eight, and quite frankly, I didn’t think I would survive it. Never have I felt so physically nauseous over an exam before! Part of me felt completely terrified that I would get the test and wouldn’t be able to do a single problem. I’ve never really had that experience before, but just imagining it happening made my stomach lurch. The other part of me, though, was strangely excited. What if, instead of not knowing what I was doing, I knew the answer to every question? What if I got an “A” on my first organic exam, and I was able to bring it home the following weekend and obnoxiously tack it up on our refrigerator for all in my family to see as they marveled over my genius? Yes, the possibilities of what could happen the next morning were wrecking havoc on my digestive system and making my whole body—I kid you not—tremble with anxiety.
Well, I won’t see the results of my studying until Tuesday morning. Until then, I have another pile of homework staring me down. While I can’t seem to escape that monster, at least my stomach can relax again until October 24, the date of my next organic exam!
Have a good week!
P.S. Somebody please do my homework so I can go see Yuck at the Firebird on Tuesday night.
It’s been way too long since I’ve blogged. It’s been so long, in fact, that I had forgotten my password to get onto the site (actually, I forgot how to log onto the site in general). But after writing “BLOG!” on pretty much every Post-it note that’s covered my MacBook during the course of the past week, I decided that I couldn’t put it off any longer.
This summer I had this ridiculously optimistic mindset about this fall: “Oh, this semester is going to be so easy! Okay, so I have organic chemistry, but surely it isn’t as bad as everyone makes it sound, right?”
When I was in high school, I “took” Spanish for two years. (When I say that I “took” Spanish, I really mean my teacher “taught” for about five minutes, then sat back and ate whatever fast food she brought in for the lunch that day. So what did I learn? Nada!) Organic is akin to learning a foreign language, in a way. Ethers! Alcohols! Alkenes! Amines! Alkanes! Cis! Trans! Seriously, if all of this isn’t enough to keep you hiding out in your room with your monstrous beige chemistry textbook while everyone else thinks you’ve transferred because they never see you anymore, I don’t know what is.
Anyway, our first test is Thursday morning. Fellow blogger Courtney and I are dreading what has been deemed “D-Day” in our planners. Yes, I hope we both survive. If not, well, I’d like to use this blog post to say “Adios” to my dear readers.
P.S. I found this line of “Fools” by the Dodos particularly fitting, considering how I feel at the moment. I went to see them last night at Off Broadway. It was quite a loud show.