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Catching Up…   2 comments

Students taking a computerized exam

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Will be hard to do. Taking the GRE, and the extra study time I put in right before it, sucked up all the energy I had to write yesterday. I could tell you about the essays I wrote for that, but I’m sworn to secrecy. Seriously, they might take my grade away if they even knew I was talking to you.  They even made me spit out my own gum, substitute one of their own hard candies, and then throw away the wrapper right in front of them.

I have ideas for words like chicanery and skulduggery, so if you’re needing a prompt to get you through the weekend, there you go.

Good night and good luck. Write on!

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Day 4   Leave a comment

N00728 H-1- medullary sponge kidney

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So, I’m studying for the GREs, which I’ll be taking tomorrow night, and I’m finding that while I ace the majority of the verbal section, the whole blank is to blank as blank is to blank part is kicking my butt. It’s kind of ticking me off, because I recall being quite good at these many moons ago on the SATs. Bigger vocabulary now, and this test, from what i heard, TRIES to trick you, trip you up.

So, I used one of the analogies to write a poem tonight. (No, still no progress on the novel. Or the zombie story. Next week, I promise. Maybe.) The one I chose, the title of my poem, is

Excretion: Kidney

No, my kidneys have been causing my heartbreak and pain from a very young age. My ureter needed to be re-implanted at the ripe old age of seven, due to frequent kidney infections. My right kidney reminds me it’s there every single day. So how in the heck did I get this question wrong? By trying to out think the test. I figured the correct answer, Respiration: Lung, couldn’t possibly be right because it was too obvious, being the only option that included another organ of the body. So I chose Information: Media, like a yutz, because kidneys distribute excretions, and the media distributes information. Right? Evidently, no.

So, I threw together a short wee poem to vent my frustration after a long day of studying. Hopefully, if all goes well tomorrow, I’ll have the rest of the month to fiction write with rigor.