Today at 9:00am I began a grueling, well, intense, well alright, leisurely exam that lasted till 11:00am. It was the infamous PPST, or Pennsylvania uh..hmm...I don't know what it stands for but I took it. Cost me 120 greenbacks. Worth every cent. I'm hoping.
Anyway it entails answering about 120+ questions in math and reading and doing some essay.
I passed. Thank God. And I can say that without saying His name vainly. Honestly what the heck does that mean? (slight pause as I flip through a great big red dictionary) Well Webster informs me that it comes from the Latin vanus and refers to a empty or hollow use. So by saying "Oh my God" (in valley girl speak) you are in fact calling on God for no apparent reason. It is an empty and futile gesture and thusly frowned upon since God isn't me. You could say "Oh my Proteinstar" all you want and there's not a whole lot us Proteinstar's can do about it, if we cared...
What am I yammering about?
I passed. Give me stuff, presents and honorifics to glorify me in my..umm... glory.
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Congrats, I would give you a cookie, if I made cookies. Don't feel down though, I'm sure you will get plenty from the internet today.
Congrats! Now you're one step closer to being a PA certified educator, and we all know you're "certifiable."
Rover has quite the clever wit, I must admit. But I must quit.
You lie, boy. LIAR. I know you. You would much rather pass gas than do just about anything else.
I found the title of the post to be a bit suspect as well.
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