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Got my permit. I know, Finally. Well, not really, because I just turned 16 three months ago. I just felt like forever because I wanted my license before summer. Gay. But whatever. Scott already lets me drive a little more. My Dad's taking me driving Saturday. I'm watching Tarzan and it reminded me of back in 5thish grade when we did a play thing and I was part of the Tarzan dance. Haha, "Freaky lookin' thats what it is." What if someone said that about your child? I would kick them in the face. So Prom is on May 13th most def for Cheyenne. Yay. Except the whole week before, Scott's going to be in Colorado or Arizona or one of them poo-dunk states. Poo-dunk. I guess Nevada is kind of one of those. Only not? Because we have Vegas. Nevada isn't popular. States like New York, California, Texas. They're popular. Las Vegas is though. But in a bad way. We're known for servers in flamingo-bikini outfits. Prositutes on every corner. Getting married to someone you found in the casino while drunk. You know you're not allowed to walk down the street while drinking? Like, walking down Freemont with a margarita is a normal sight for me. I seriously didn't know that wasn't allowed anywhere else. I know you're not supposed to be drunk anywhere you please but I thought certain places were okay, like the strip. But nope. Nowhere in any other states. Isn't that weird? I think that's weird. I don't even know what I'm rambling on about. I had a lot of sushi today. It made my day. I picked up my permit, but the sushi was definately the best part of my day. Go Costco. Sushi boats 5 dolla. I look fat in my permit picture. I think I'm kind of wired on soda. Because I'm still typing. Yayy soda! I really just need to waste time til Scott gets off work. So everyone's coming to my musical right? Well, it's not really MY musical. I have a small part. Whatever, it's mine. It's the whole week after Cheyennes Prom. Hm. I need to go prom dress shopping. Who wants to go?