Saturday is never a good day for a test

So, pretty exciting weekend for me- well, except for Friday because to be honest I spent most of it doing nothing, which if you consider my 19 hours of class time and 9 hours of observation per week, is actually a rare and beautiful thing. So, where was I? Oh right, my weekend was pretty exciting because on Saturday I took one of my certification tests (my PPR EC-4 to be exact) that I must pass in order to become a certified teacher in the state of Texas. Woohoo! And here is a lovely picture of the high school in Dallas where I had to go to take said test.
Now, I know I'm from a place where my elementary school used to back up to a herd of cows and a view of the neighborhood Burrus and all, but really, I walked into this place and saw metal detectors and realized that clearly I was wonderfully sheltered in my old alma mater, and as a result, have gained a new-found respect for it.
Anyway, five hour long test on a Saturday= unpleasant for Cassie. My wonderful experience was added to by the assigned seating in which I was given one of the desks they put the tall students in, which literally came up to my chest! :P All I can say is, I better have passed that thing!!