I always wonder why people refer to being a bathroom singer to express how bad a singer they are because if they are so bad why on earth do they torture themselves by singing in solitude, deep inside they really think that they'r GOOD. So, it means deep inside you know that you are like what sort of a writer? :)
That's a strange sort of interpretation.
I think people are never tortured by hearing their own singing because they get used to their voice, whether it's good or bad.
So deep inside they don't care what they sound like. Using that analogy I can safely say that I don't care whether my writing is good or bad; I just write whenever there is a requirement, or if something crazy is going on in my mind.
By the way, it seems that I won't be writing the GRE experience essay after all. They made me sign a bond or something which prevents me from divulging any details, and I'm not sure as to what qualify as "details."
Anyway, I'll give a brief and general description.
My exam was in the city of Kolkata which is about a thousand kilometers from my hometown. I landed there the day before the exam, and since my plan was to stay there for only two nights, I checked into a relatively cheap hotel. That was a mistake. The room smelled like a strange mixture of cigarette smoke and dentist's gloves. Moreover, I found that the mosquitoes of that place had a particular affinity for my blood. Consequently, I didn't get any sleep. The food wasn't great either. Anyway, I arrived at the examination center, completely disgruntled and pissed at everything in the damned city.
So it was a surprise, albeit of the pleasant variety, when I found how helpful the staff were. They assisted me with everything, and properly explained the procedures. The check-in process was smooth. The testing environment was good, and the test went uninterrupted. The invigilators were always there if any test taker had any problems.
I just encountered one problem. The "s" key of my keyboard was slightly faulty. It didn't work when I pressed it like any other key. I had to smack it real hard to make it obey my command. While doing that I unintentionally started smacking the other keys also. By the time I was in full flow with my essays, I must have looked like someone who was intent on destroying the keyboard. I assure you I had no such intentions.
When I left the center, I had a big smile on my face, because I had scored way more than I expected. Of course, I have not got the officially verified scores yet, but the unofficial scores were good. The essay scores will be out only after a few days. Before taking the flight home, I treated myself to a sumptuous meal which also was an extension of my Eid celebrations.
Hence, the moral of the story is that there is no moral. Just trust your instincts, except while choosing hotels (of course, not everyone has lousy instincts like mine). Take all the identification documents required to avoid unnecessary hassles. Stay in a good place if your center is not in your hometown. Practice from the GRE Test Prep available on the GRE website.
That's all I guess.