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HORRIFICALLY BAD GRE SCORE

Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 8:08 am
by flubadub
Hello!

I got my GRE Math Subject test scores today, and I got .... 540/23rd percentile!

This is car-crashtastically bad! The rest of my application is strong, but should I even bother?

Thanks :)

Re: HORRIFICALLY BAD GRE SCORE

Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 10:00 am
by talkloud
Some schools don't require the math GRE. Consider applying to a bunch of those?

Re: HORRIFICALLY BAD GRE SCORE

Posted: Mon Nov 14, 2011 10:01 am
by rahulshr
there are 22% below you ;)..
Seriously mate - no need to put this in app. As above poster said - go for schools which do not emphasize on math-gre.

Re: HORRIFICALLY BAD GRE SCORE

Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 3:17 am
by woeisme
My score is worse than yours. It's literally the worst GRE score I've ever seen. I agree, don't give up on the apps because of one test, unless you might like to take a year off anyway :)

Re: HORRIFICALLY BAD GRE SCORE

Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 12:21 pm
by yoyobarn
i just received my gre score too...
have to retake again next year April... :(

I have to console myself with the story of Bruce and the spider:
Hope this inspires you too :)

BRUCE AND THE SPIDER

by: Bernard Barton (1784-1849)

OR Scotland's and for freedom's right
The Bruce his part has played;--
In five successive fields of fight
Been conquered and dismayed:
Once more against the English host
His band he led, and once more lost
The meed for which he fought;
And now from battle, faint and worn,
The homeless fugitive, forlorn,
A hut's lone shelter sought.

And cheerless was that resting-place
For him who claimed a throne;--
His canopy, devoid of grace,
The rude, rough beams alone;
The heather couch his only bed--
Yet well I ween had slumber fled
From couch of eider down!
Through darksome night till dawn of day,
Absorbed in wakeful thought he lay
Of Scotland and her crown.

The sun rose brightly, and its gleam
Fell on that hapless bed,
And tinged with light each shapeless beam
Which roofed the lowly shed;
When, looking up with wistful eye,
The Bruce beheld a spider try
His filmy thread to fling
From beam to beam of that rude cot--
And well the insect's toilsome lot
Taught Scotland's future king.

Six times the gossamery thread
The wary spider threw;--
In vain the filmy line was sped,
For powerless or untrue
Each aim appeared, and back recoiled
The patient insect, six times foiled,
And yet unconquered still;
And soon the Bruce, with eager eye,
Saw him prepare once more to try
His courage, strength, and skill.

One effort more, his seventh and last!--
The hero hailed the sign!--
And on the wished-for beam hung fast
That slender silken line!
Slight as it was, his spirit caught
The more than omen; for his thought
The lesson well could trace,
Which even "he who runs may read,"
That Perseverance gains its meed,
And Patience wins the race