Late again. Sue me later it was my eighteenth birthday for crying out loud.
Well I found out three things today.
1) the DMV sucks butt. A lot.
2) birthdays aren't as fun when your friends are all at college.
3) you know you're getting old when you ask for a vacuum for a gift and actually get one.
I guess I'll start with the DMV. They suck. I was supposed to take the written exam to get my permit today and they wouldn't let me because they close at 5 and I got there at 4:40, but you have to be there at least a half hour before they close. Mind you, there were at least 15 people still waiting to be helped. You can't tell me that they kick all the people out right at 5... So I didn't get my permit. Which really REALLY sucked because that is really the only thing I wanted badly for my birthday.
When you turn 18 and you've already graduated, it really sucks that you can't celebrate with the people (besides your family) that you love most. I would have killed to have my best friends Cam and Mel and Julia with me while I was blowing out the candle on my fried ice cream (don't deny, you're jealous of my awesome). But no, I couldn't have my friends with me to make fun of what a baby I am in terms of age. Eighteen is such a big deal, you know? You're legally an adult. You can buy lottery tickets and ice cream trucks and useless junk off of infomercials that you really don't need. My friends would have encouraged me to embrace the adult life. You never truly understand how much your friends mean to you until you can't see them everyday. Cherish every second you have with your friends. Seriously.
And yes, I did ask for a pink handheld vacuum and yes, my grandma did get it for me. Is that weird? I am going to have so many issues later in life.....
Pray for me?
