I took the GRE. I did well. Quite well. Very well. In verbal. I figured after all this time, I’d know how to read, and it turns out I do. Booyah, motherfuckers.
My quant score was decent though I don’t expect be invited to study at MIT any time soon.
While procrastinating, I found this old picture of me from 1996.
Someone on tumblr asked me "What goes on in your mind and how does it work?" to which I replied:
"The universe experiencing itself through the illusion of individuality, time, and neurotransmitters. That sentence answers both questions twice."
I feel like this has been a crazy week. An ad I designed was in Harper’s and the New York Times Book Review, I won a scholarship for spring semester, I got a raise and an offer to stay on as a freelancer after I move/graduate. I’m feeling decent about my writing again. Now, if I could just get all the rest of this semester that’s hanging over my head out of the way, I could actually enjoy my accolades.