Ouch

I got my score breakdown for the Foreign Service Officer Test. The passing score was 154. And my score was....

151.6

From what I can tell, if I had gotten one more right answer, I would have passed.

But that's just for the multiple choice. As I mentioned before, I froze on the essay portion, so I'm pretty sure I would have failed anyway.

While it's painful to have missed it by such a small amount, it's also encouraging. As I mentioned before, only about 15% of test-takers pass.
I've got 10 more months to study before I can test again and I think my own personal odds will be pretty good.

Also, please forgive the delayed continuation of the Blog-o-Rama. I promise to finish it!

I failed the test

I'm not really surprised. A little sad and disappointed, but not surprised. I knew that my essay was incredibly short. I spent so much time studying for the rest of the test and totally neglected the essay portion. I planned to write some practice essays, but ultimately decided that it wasn't important because I can write well. But I don't write quickly and the essay was timed.

At this point, I don't actually know if that is where I failed. I've requested a breakdown of my scores and I will let you know when I know more.

It's really not that big of a deal that I failed. I mean, it is, but it isn't.

On the one hand, I spent the better part of a year studying for this test and I really, really, REALLY, want this job.

On the other hand, I am fully aware of my odds - which are not good.

There are a lot of positive things about me failing this test. The next few months will probably be a bit stressful (but exciting!), and if I had passed this test, it would actually just add to the stress.

I'm moving on December 14th. I'm packing up all of my stuff and going to DC with my family (minus my dad) for a few days, then the fam is going to help me get all my junk back home. There is a possibility that I will not be coming back here for a week and a half in January, as we originally planned. If that's the case, then I will be training the new nanny during my last week here. That will mean that I have to have my stuff all packed up a week earlier, and I will be living out of my suitcase for the last week here. If I had passed this test, I would be taking the Oral Assessment on December 17th in DC, which would mean that I would be trying to prepare for that at the same time!

Also, I have to make a one year commitment to teach English in Korea. I've been a little concerned about what would happen if I managed to pass everything the first time around. I didn't feel good about committing to a year if I wasn't confident that I would stay the whole year. But I can now confidently make that commitment.

Lots of people take these tests for years before being hired. I feel like just taking the test has been a learning experience and I'll be better prepared to take it next year.

So, as much as I wanted to pass this test, in some ways, it is a relief that I failed. I'll try again next September...in Seoul, South Korea!

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Become a U.S. Diplomat.

If not now, when?"


This is the email that appeared in my inbox 30 minutes ago. Despite the fact that I know I will be emailed a link to see my test results and the Oral Assessment dates are December 17-20, for a full two seconds, I thought that this was my notification that I had passed the test.

It was not.

Rather, it is an invitation to take the FSOT. Although I took it in September, I somehow managed to get myself on a list to receive this notification.

This is torture.

Why don't they just give me a nice paper cut and pour lemon juice in it?

Cruel Tricks

I got home about an hour ago. When I walked in my room, I saw that I had a couple of new emails.

One of them was from the US Department of State.

Eyes fixed on my computer screen, I dropped my things on the floor and quickly sat down at my desk. My heart was in my mouth as I continued to read the screen.

Subject: Foreign Service Officer Test...

I gulped, and clicked on the email.

It was a list of overseas locations that will be administering the test in December.

False alarm.

And the verdict is...

Wait longer.

Someone from the FSOT Program Office said that the test results should be out early next week.

I sure hope so.

I Am a Rockstar Chapter 2: In which evidence of my rockstardom is provided.

Hey! I just realized that I never wrote this chapter. Oops!

In Chapter 1, I mentioned that if I pass the Foreign Service Officer Test, I can take the Foreign Service Oral Assessment in DC in December. However, I knew that I might not get my test results until early December and it would be tricky to plan a trip to DC during the holiday season with 3 weeks notice.

I discussed possible scenarios with my mom and she suggested that the two of us plan on spending a few days in DC in December. That way, if I pass the test, I can take the Oral Assessment while I'm in DC. But if not - neither one of us has ever been to DC, why not see the sights?

Well, one thing led to another, and Jessica, Jonathan, and Julianna decided to join us!

We tried to get my dad to join us, but he had a valid argument. If we were all in DC and noone was back at the ranch, then everything would fall apart when we segued with, "Meanwhile, back at the ranch."*

At any rate, this is where my rockstardom comes in -

I spent about two hours working out the logistics of the trip and booking all of our tickets (getting excellent ticket fares for all of us, I might add).

This is what we (mostly I)** worked out:

Friday afternoon, December 14th, I'm renting a car and picking up my mom and Jonathan at EWR (Newark International Airport), who will be flying in from Seattle.
Then we're driving five hours to DC (mini road trip - woot woot).
On our way to our hotel, we'll swing by DCA (Ronald Reagan Washington National) and pick up Jessica, who will be flying in from Tulsa.
The next morning, we'll pick up Julianna at BWI (Baltimore-Washington International Thurgood Marshall Airport).

Then we'll all rock DC, like only the Willeys can.

On Tuesday, we'll all fly back to Seattle on the same flights (no I'm not getting carried away with pluralization - we have a layover).

I had five browsers open and I booked these flights as close to simultaneously as possible. I also selected seats for all of us, so that we're sitting together (and I get the window - shhhhhh...don't tell).

That's why I'm a rockstar.

I suppose I could have just said, "I'm a travel agent." But that's not as glamorous.

So now you know.

And knowing is half the battle.


Added bonus: By renting a car, then flying back to Seattle with four relatives, I have also effectively solved the "How-in-the-world-do-I-get-all-of-my-accumulated-belongings-home" dilemma: I simply throw all my junk in the car, then sneak it into suitcases when people aren't looking. Jackpot.

*I hope he wins the lottery while we're gone.
**What?! I'm the rockstar!

South Korea's Got Seoul!

Ahhh!! I'm so excited to go to Korea!

Incidentally, no, I have not heard back from State regarding test results. But even if I pass the test, I'm really not banking on being hired as an FSO in the next year.

But, interestingly enough, I happen to live nextdoor to a couple who spent four years in Korea. They have a little girl that is a year younger than the little girl that I take care of, so we see each other at the bus stop almost every day. I've gotten to know the mom a little bit.

When I told her I was going to Korea, she told me that she had lived there for four years and she had plenty of books that I could borrow. She gave them to me at the bus stop last week.

Cool, right?

Between this Bag 'O Books and the Amazon shipment* I got this week, it's Book-a-Palooza at Chez Marianna. Maybe I'm getting old, but spending my Saturday reading books was fun (I also had a date - does that help my case?). I was so excited about all of the books, that I piled them up on my bed and took turns reading a couple chapters out of each of them.

In other news, remember the opossum that graced our garage last winter? He has been replaced.

Now, I don't know all of the specifics. It could be that he found greener pastures (darker garages?), or maybe there were roommate conflicts (roommates can be catty...) All I know is that I haven't seen the opossum since last winter, but there have recently been multiple sightings of a raccoon.

That's right, a raccoon.

I'm going to be honest, here, I don't feel that he's going to be a good roommate. He's clearly just after the food.

But whatever. It's not my decision.

At any rate, I've decided to call him Bandit - between those black eye masks he's always wearing and the fact that he's always sneaking food, I thought it was appropriate.

Staring contest, you and me, right now...

*"Realities of Foreign Service Life," Volumes 1 & 2; "Bush Hat, Black Tie"; "The Expert Expat"

It's Official

Well, Friday is officially over. I have officially not heard from the State Department. Therefore, I am officially still waiting to find out whether or not I passed the Foreign Service Officer Test.

And now, I am officially going to bed.

THIS JUST IN!

A RELIABLE SOURCE TOLD ME THAT THE TEST RESULTS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE OUT THIS WEEK. AS IN TOMORROW! I CAN'T STOP SHOUTING! AHHHHHHH!!!

I'M FREAKING OUT!!!

There are a ton of pictures I need to post and things I need to blog about, but right now I'm freaking out because I just heard that the FSOT results will be emailed out within two weeks! AAAAHHHHHH!!!!! And a couple people have said that their references have gotten calls about them. It's so close! I'm pretty sure I failed, but I really have no way of knowing. So right now I'm just trying to hang on to the tiny bit of hope I have left and remember to breathe.

I Am a Rockstar Chapter 1: In which nothing is said about being a rockstar

K, here's my exciting news:

I quit my job.

However, in my line of work, "giving notice" does not mean two weeks. More like eight. But because my boss was worried that she couldn't get someone to start right before the holidays and I'm such a nice person (no comments from the peanut gallery, please), I gave 11-1/2 weeks notice.

I can sense you doing rapid mathematical calculations in your head and realizing that this means it took me 2-1/2 weeks to share my news with you, my faithful readers.

But don't look at it that way - I'm letting you know nine weeks in advance! Wow! Don't you feel privileged?!...

Technically, though, I have more than 9 weeks left. In 9 weeks, I start my Christmas vacation. I'll have 2-1/2 weeks off, then I come back for 1-1/2 weeks to train the next person. But I'm calling it 9 weeks for a few reasons:

1. Nine weeks is easier to digest than thirteen weeks*, or in a word - sanity.

2. I'll only be working eight days in January. Following a 2-1/2 week vacation and preceding...the end of my job...it will go quickly and should be easy.

3. I'm moving home at Christmas; so I'll be packing a bag to come back out here in January. This lends to the notion that I'm really quitting in December. Rather than taking a trip home for Christmas before coming back to work, I'll be moving home for Christmas and taking a trip back out here for work. See the difference?

One of my weeks at Christmas is unpaid time off, but the rest is vacation. So I'll be paid for my last 3 weeks here, but only working half of it. Cool, right? I think so.

Then I'm back in the good old Northwest for a month. I'm not going to work, either. For a whole month. I'm pretty excited about it. But I hope I don't go crazy. I don't think I will. I should have plenty to keep me busy. Between catching up with friends and family, getting rid of as much of my stuff as I can part with (it's tough to be a nomad and a packrat at the same time - not practical), and preparing to move to South Korea, I shouldn't get bored.

That's right, I said I'm moving to South Korea. Seoul, to be specific. I'm hoping to go in mid-February, right after the Lunar New Year. This has led to all kinds of ideas for a new blog name. Here are my favorites:

"Life through my eyes: your window into Seoul"

"For those about to ROK,** we Seoul-ute you."

Too cheesy? Any other ideas?

I'm sure that some of you are wondering what happened to my dreams of becoming a US diplomat. Oh, they're still firmly in place. But they're also still dreams and I have to have a backup plan. To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about the exam I took last month. I'll find out how I did sometime over the next few weeks, but I'm not holding my breath (mostly because that would be stupid - holding one's breath for a few weeks could not end well).

However, if I do pass, I will be invited to take the oral assessment. I could take that in DC in December and I would find out at the end of the day how I did.

Were I to pass the written exam and pass the oral assessment with a high score, there would be a good chance of getting hired within the next few months. In this case, I would not go to Korea. In any other case, it is off to Korea for me!

If anybody*** wants to come with me, let me know soon and we can probably be roommates and get jobs at the same school! All that is required is that you have a passport from an English-speaking country, a Bachelor's Degree in any major, and the ability/willingness to commit to a year.

Stay tuned for Chapter 2, in which I reveal details of my secret life as a rockstar.

*If you recognize that I actually have 13 weeks left, that means I gave 15-1/2 weeks notice! Wow! I'm a really nice person!

**ROK = Republic of Korea aka South Korea. All the cool kids use this abbreviation. Admittedly, the phrase doesn't make sense if you understand what ROK means, but I still think it's mildly clever...

***By "anybody," I don't really mean anybody. For example, if you randomly stumbled onto this blog and we've never met, this doesn't include you. Sorry.

Dude.

I am a slacker.

K, not really. Actually, I've been studying very hard. And working hard. So, yeah.

I have definitely come to the conclusion that I work too hard. Maybe I should stop working altogether. I mean, technically, I work from 5:00 to 19:30 (that's 5:00 am to 7:30 pm for those of you not in the military) every day. Sure, I'm generally sleeping for the first 90 minutes of every shift (I admit - this part of the arrangement is pretty good), but still - it's a long day. After I get the kids off to school in the morning, I typically veg (aka check email and look for a job in which I don't have to work so much)* for about an hour, then go to the gym and work out, then come home, shower, and speed-work** Frequently, I work an hour or two past the time that I am technically off. What am I doing? That's a good question. I often wonder that myself. It's amazing the amount of time that errands and kids' activities (football, guitar, soccer, and swimming - to be specific) can consume. So, yeah. I'm going to go play the lottery and win it big. Then quit my job.

Yeah, no.

I can't.

Part of my problem is that I committed to stay with my job until the end of the school year. There is a clause in my contract that allows me to give eight weeks notice and quit early, but frankly, unless there is a serious problem (more serious than me just being ready to move on), I'm not comfortable quitting early. I made a commitment. That's a big deal to me. I need to have a pretty dang good reason to leave early.***

Also, I've been seriously studying for about 9 months in order to take the FSOT. "What's the FSOT?" you ask. Well, it stands for the Foreign Service Officer Test - the first step in the process to becoming a US diplomat - and it deserves its own separate post.

But I don't have the time right now.

So let me just say that I took the test last Saturday and I think I did okay. Maybe better than okay, maybe worse. It's hard to say. About 45% of me thinks I passed, and 55% of me thinks I failed.**** Now I get to wait 3 months to find out what State thinks.

The idea here is to become a US diplomat and work abroad (a different country every 2-3 years - yahoooooooo!) in a US Embassy or Consulate. But in the event that I fail the test, I must wait a year before I may attempt it again. Consequently, I have decided that in the event that I discover that I have, in fact, failed the test, I shall secure a postion teaching English in South Korea for a year (because trying to get a job teaching English in North Korea would just be silly...).

So, here I am.

If I pass this test, I take the Oral Assessment in December. If I pass that, the odds are fairly decent that I will be hired in the next several months. So at this point, it's not really a good idea for me to commit to a year at another job anyway. If I take a job teaching English in Korea (that's South Korea - not North...), it will require a one-year commitment.

Rumor has it that test results may be out in as little as 6 weeks. I'm crossing my fingers. And you can rest assured that, no matter how negligent I have been in matters related to my blog, if I find out that I have passed the FSOT, you (my family, friends, and society in general) will be the first to know. Ah, yes. I shall shout it from the rooftops (in other words - post it from my blogspot).

But I'm taking off tomorrow afternoon for Christin's wedding this weekend. So for now, I've got to pack. And finish up some work. It's almost more work to take a day off, than it is to work. Rather annoying, really. Just one more reason I should quit working. And take a cue from the cricket. I mean, he had so much fun playing music while the ant was working the whole time - and it all payed off in the end, right? So why not?

*This is only partly true. I'm thinking of spending a year teaching English in Korea, so I surf some Korean ESL job boards and blogs of ESL teachers in Korea - I'm not looking for another job in the US. Hey - I surf. That's cool. Never thought of myself as the surfer-type.
**Kind of like speed-walking, only completely different. Basically, I run around frantically, trying to get everything done. I think that sometimes I look like a chicken with its head cut off, and thus, scare the kids.
***For example, receiving an invitation to go to Washington(DC - not the state) and join the Foreign Service.
****Sure, these aren't great percentages - but statistically speaking, I only had a 15% chance of passing, anyway. So, if 45% of me thinks I passed, that's still an accomplishment. And I can always take the test again next year.