drivin test and stuff.

May 18, 2009 10:11

Weekend was mostly good stayed up all Friday with Dan just talkin an planning stuff an workin on music. He's helpin. dont think things have ever been better, between us, like. Saturday was a bit... tricky. Work wasnt fun so i went round mates an got leathered an watched eurovision an loads of other shite which was surprisingly well funny so that blew off some steam like. If Dan tells you i love mcfly its cos I said they were funny in ONE interview alright i wasn't meanin theyre "music".

Been good lately generaly. Bit too good to last i guess. Was workin on somethin big only it's on hold for a bit now while we sort some borin stuff out an worry about stuff we don't really should be worrying about.

So to this end im tryin to sort out gettin my drivin test so i'm all legal an that like a good little fuckin citizen an on the plus side you can do it all online but on the bad side it's all 'ID blah blah blah addressess you lived for the past three years blah blah blah eyesight test blah blah blah' its fuckin ridiculous. Everythin got a knock on effect, they cant just let you BE. So i'm tryin to use my bank stuff an puttin my mums address (fuckin pray she aint gonna get into shit over this an all) an hopin i can squint an read there stupid eye test thing cos they can shove it if they think i'm gettin glasses an all an then I'll cough up my 50quid for a provisional an then book my test and AND AND.

Its no wonder people do stuff illegal when they always got to be makin stuff so hard every step of the way, jsut overcomplicatin everythin an grabbin money wherever they can an tryin to tie everyone down to one little spot on the planet all the while so they can keep tabs on you easier, like you cant just disappear. Whats that like, if your broke an livin at mates places or summat then you have NO rights you cant even get a car or a job an then how they expectin you to ever sort your own place out? It's bullshit.

Feel like screwin it all an just drivin off somewhere an livin in the car yeah. See if they hassle me for a licence an insurance an bollocks if i'm halfway up a mountain in the middel of nowhere. Yeah. Can you imagine that i'd last like five minutes before i actually died of boredom.

SO i'm off to memorise http://www.direct.gov.uk/en/TravelAndTransport/Highwaycode/DG_070190 i spose.

escape, the government can kiss my arse, car!, hoj

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