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Taking a stab at putting this GRE studying into practice

Today was one of the best days I've had in a really long time. And trust me, I've had some really good days...but this one was prime. To recapitulate:

Last week when my work cut a lot of shifts I thought it was a train wreck, the whole reason I stayed in Boston this break was to work everyday to make money so after break I didn't have to work so much. So needless to stay I was desperate to be affluent. Instead, I was destined to be indigent, with no accretion in my bank account. That's okay though because last summer I was pummeled by nefarious Boston driver, an onerous occurrence then, but now I'm awaiting the result in the mail...in the form of a check which will turn my bank account into an abysmal pit to use at my discretion. Well, not really. But for a college kid anything exceeding $100 is a fortune.
So today I got 8 hours at disposal.
I ran 7 miles, read a book that has no association with school, napped, cleaned my defiled bathroom, vacuumed, chatted with my suite mate, went to the grocery store, made dinner, and now I'm sitting in Bread Co. sipping coffee, blogging while simultaneously doing GRE vocab. There must be something amiss. Am I, and dare I say it, tractable right now? After an entire semester which has done nothing but enervate me, it's shocking to say I am finally at ease. It would be valetudinarian to say I'm anything but blissful right now.
I really need to make this a weekly thing.

And I just used 14 GRE words! Success!

love love love,
me

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  1. Yuck, I hated the GRE. I hardly knew any vocab words. What do you want to go to grad school for?

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  2. I love comments especially ones from julie!!!!
    I'm taking it mid may and i feel so stupid right now - what the hell kind of a word is jejune!? or dotage? I mean come on. Is this really a judge of my intelligence? Anyway. *Hopefully* if one takes pity and lets me in I'll be going to get a MA in speech pathology

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