Pass/Fail
After having failed a test last month, one which I had successfully passed over a year ago, I returned to the thriving metropolis of Statesville, NC, to resubmerge myself in the computerized testing center, hoping, praying, and gesticulating that the second time would be the charm.
And as luck would have it (it would have to be luck due to my horrific study skills) I passed.
Yay.
Now to mail off the results to the beauracratic powers that be to receive legal certification so that stage 2 of life and career may blossom into fruition.
3 more weeks.
3 more weeks of 5 hour, one-way drives.
3 more weeks of being alone.
3 more weeks of sporadic familial visits.
3 more weeks til freedom, a new beginning, an opportunity.
3 more weeks.