The GRE is tomorrow, and my practice math scores are humiliating. It's been so long, I can't remember how to solve problems.
Thankfully, between practice test 1 and practice test 2 my math score came up by more than 20 percentile points. This could be because I did the first math test while Bec and I were at Panera Bread, and I was occasionally distracted with analyzing the counseling that some single Christian philosophical-looking guy in a scarf was giving to a girl in stilletos about her relationship with her absent boyfriend, Boris.
On the bright side, I've learned two words:
Now you have, too.