I've always been pretty decent at standardized tests. I even tend to do well on the math part, which is what really makes me think they're a pretty suspect way of measuring anything.
Because seriously, I once asked for something to be split 60-30. I do math on my fingers and toes.
Anyway, I can't even remember how long ago I took the GRE. And that was the last one I took.
So the other night I dreamt I was taking a standardized test.
Let me just mention that I always have bizarre dreams. Always. I should start a dream category, actually.
I was in the gym of my high school in Delhi. There were rows and rows of desks and chairs. We had those blue booklets they made you use in college. I could feel the stress of sitting there with the timer going.
The questions were a combination of multiple choice and essay.
I can't remember very many of the questions. And because of the nature of the questions, I sort of realized it was a dream. But still I was really stressed, trying my best.
Well, for example, you were asked to write an essay on how to make guacamole. Which is not hard, but who has the precise directions and measurements in their head? Think about writing a recipe from zero. It's easy to miss a step.
Also: Describe how to drive a stick shift, and how you know when you need to shift gears. What channel is Jon Stewart on, and at what time? Explain what to do with your metro card if it gets demagnetized. What is "Bye Bye Miss American Pie" about?