Well, today I had to go to the Ra-SCENE DMV, I needed to update my drivers license to the new address. Well, as everyone knows, Ra-SCENE has the crappiest road system (I want to slap the person who developed this city) and it took me a few tries to find the stupid road the DMV was on.
So, I get it, greeted by the sluggish, depressing, caughing, sneezing, crying atmospehere. I got my number, 084, and had to wait for about 30 minutes while some little kid cried. I finally get up to the desk, she has me sign my thing, checks every thing (meanwhile she had my ID) and asks if I am 18. C’mon lady, you have my ID that says my birthdate AND EVEN A ‘Not 18 Until’ date, moron. Turns out since I am not 18 I can’t fix it myself, so I need to go back with one of my parents, woohoo.
And also, I wish the best to those who knew Sean Miller. It isn’t easy loosing a friend, I never met him or heard of him, but I have lost friends and it isn’t something people should have to go through.
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