Don't You Go Stealin' My Ironing Board
You may think this will be a fanciful, la la, pretty pretty pony, frou frou, butterflies, goody goody entry. But it won't be. I don't think... at least I can't think of anything that falls in that category as of current. This is just precautionary stuff, so you don't get your hopes up. That's all I'm trying to say...that's all I'm drivin' at....really...if you think about it...that's all.
So I have finally gotten back in touch with OASC friends. It is a magical experience because all of those people bring smiles to my face because I just love leadership camp, and I want to live there year round and sing an dance and do leadership-py things for my whole life because they make me so happy...
Okay so maybe that was kind of frou frou butterfly. Life goes on though, right?
And the other night Leslie IMed me and it was beautiful too. Not the Leslie you think you know, but the totally amazing girl that I met on the cruise. We caught up and chatted, and it was so neat. I'm just glad I'm talking to these people again, because they are so awesome and I just love them.
Moving on.
It was Monday. The last day of my life. This is because Spring Break is over, and it was too short to be counted as a break, and I am tired, and exhausted already, and it is Monday. My life sucks sometimes.
Not to mention that my mom lost my social security card in this silly old house of mine, and so now I may not be able to get my license until I get a replacement, which is another thing that my family isn't taking care of very diligently. I would take matters into my own hands if I had the time to trudge down to the Social Security Office, stand in line, and then wait 10-14 days for it to come in the mail. Then again...who has time to do that? It also doesn't help that my mom is on a business trip right now, otherwise she could do something about it.
Plus, I've been told that I don't need it, and I've also been told that I do need it and I don't know who to believe. It's all so complicated I think I just want to call the DMV and ask them. But when are they open? NEVER! Not Mondays, not Wednesdays, and when we are open, decide to open our doors for like 15 seconds then decide that we are government paid, so it doesn't matter if we decide to close...NOW.
Maybe my problem is that I am impatient...or maybe I can really lay all the blame on the DMV, and the messy cabinet where "all" of my important papers are. Not all of them apparently, because my social security card is lost in the MASSIVE MESS!
Can you tell I'm bitter?
And I want you to know that if we get a random bill charged to Office Max for 15 computer chairs, I'll know it was you that stole my social security card and identity. Then I'll hunt you down, and ask politely for my card back. I'm a lover not a fighter.
So basically I am fearing for my driver's test and that's all I can think about, because I can't wait to be free.
And work at Moonstruck.
Bah. Comments are for people who like typing and are entertained by this, so I'm used to not getting any. Besides...no one looks at this anymore...it's all about MySpace. You know what?!?!? All you MySpace-ers can...can....can...call me and let me know how to get one.
Stay classy San Diego.