The GED Test

It’s been awhile since my last GED update post. In that post, I mentioned how the Fast Track class went (spoiler: it went fine except I have the math skills of a fifth grader. NOT KIDDING.).

The next step after Fast Track was the Official Practice Test. It was around four hours long, which sucked. I got lucky and instead of having to take the test the old-fashioned way (book and paper, filling in those goddamned little bubbles), I got to take it on a computer. Instead of having to take the same part of the test as everyone else, I was free to pick the order in which I completed each part. I wasn’t restricted by time; if I finished a certain section earlier than the time allotted, I could go ahead and move on to the next section instead of having to wait. It was pretty great.

Anyway. I did one part of the English sections first. I was going to save math for last because I was dreading it so much, but I decided to go ahead and get it out of the way while my brain was still relatively fresh and un-fried from test-taking.

Turns out that was a good idea, because by the time I got to the last test I was just like BE DONE BE DONE MY BRAIN IS BURNING.

Four hours of testing will do that to you.

I got my results that day. In order to qualify to take the official GED test, I had to score a minimum of 610 points in each section. I got a perfect score in my essay writing, high scores in everything else, and as for the math?

I got a 670. A whole 60 points higher than the minimum score requirement! I was honestly floored. And ecstatic. I had passed! Not only had I passed, but I passed the math by a relatively decent amount!

I got all my paperwork together to register for the test and was on my way to the local community college to secure my spot.

Tomorrow, I go for my official GED test. It’s an eight hour test, and I’m really nervous about it. I’m not worried about any other part of the test but the math. It’s been a few weeks since I took my practice test, and I really hope that everything I crammed inside my brain has stuck around for the real test. I was going to use my few weeks to study, but I never ended up doing that. Whoops. If worst comes to worst, I’ll fail the math and have to re-take that part only. Best case scenario? I pass, and will be able to enroll in college in the Spring.

Wish me luck, friends. Tomorrow I take a big step into my future!

 

Math is the Devil.

I want to thank everyone who commented, “liked”, Tweeted, or supported me in other ways regarding my post “outing” myself as a high school dropout. I was in no way, shape, or form prepared for the outpouring of love and support that I received regarding going to get my GED. I’ve carried this secret around with me for so long, and have been so embarrassed and ashamed to admit that I never finished high school that I wasn’t sure what to expect when I posted about it on my blog. But my friends, my family, my coworkers and my blog readers have been cheering me on through this whole thing so far, and for that, I thank each and every one of you.

So, what’s happened since I posted? A LOT. Last Wednesday, I took my Fast Track course. Which was, in a word, interesting. In two words, it was interesting and scary. In THREE words, it was interesting, scary, and mind-numbing. In FOUR words, bacon.

The Fast Track course was four hours long, concentrating on two specific portions of the test: the essay-writing and the math.

DUN DUN DUN.

The word “math” is enough to send me into a corner, curled into a fetal position and sobbing like a little bitch. I am just awful at math. I’m not exaggerating. I didn’t mention my scores from the assessment test in the last post: very high in English and Literature and in math? 5th grade. I’m. Not. Kidding. Grade 5. Naturally, after receiving the piece of news that my math skills are on par with a TEN YEAR OLD CHILD,  I was eager to get into the Fast Track class and brush up on my math skills.

We tackled the essay writing portion first, which was not a problem for me. I scored the highest score possible (on a scale of 1-4) and then steeled myself for two hours of math. In the course of those two hours, my brain was assaulted with terms like hypotenuse, isosceles, acute, parallelogram, area, perimeter and STABBING FOREVER.

Okay, so that last phrase was just in my head. Whatever. The interaction in the class went something like this:

Teacher: Okay, so now we’re going to figure out the hypotenuse of this triangle.
Me, Mentally: WHAT THE FUCK IS A HYPOTENUSE? I CAN SPELL IT, WATCH: HYP-
Teacher: To figure out the Hypotenuse-
Me, Mentally: THERE’S THAT WORD AGAIN
Teacher: – you take *insert Charlie Brown teacher “wah-wah” noise while I stare at her in wide-eyed terror* Got it?
Me, Mentally: WORST DAY OF MY LIFE
Teacher: Now, who remembers Pythagorean’s Theorem?
Me, Mentally: I LIKE SKITTLES
Student Who is A Robot For Remembering: a2 + b2 = c2? (AUTHOR’S NOTE: I had to Google “Pythagorean theorem” to remember what the actual formula was. I WIN AT THE MATHS)
Teacher: Correct!
Me, Mentally: RED SKITTLES ARE MY FAVORITE

You get the gist. That’s pretty much how the Fast Track course went. I won’t say it wasn’t helpful, because it did make the Official Practice Test slightly less intimidating and I did feel a little more prepared to tackle some of the problems I encountered on the test (more about the practice test in the next post). When I walked out of the classroom that afternoon I felt like someone had been bouncing a basketball off my face for two hours.

After Thursday’s class was over, I had one part of the process down and had two more to go: The Official Practice Test, and providing I passed that, the actual GED test. Stay tuned to see how my Official Practice Test went!

P.S. in case your math skills are amazing like mine and you were wondering, this is a hypotenuse. No judgments. Fifth grade math skills UNITE.