Churches should always be unlocked

Thats my thought for the day. It annoys me when I hear people going out of their way to get the key for the church, or leave before someone locks up. Its a church, gosh!

So yesterday I got my permit.

I went to the armory feeling very confident. I went in the room and she gave me my test. The chair was comfortable. There were three other people in there.

One kid finished his test when I got in there and he watched me until she was finished grading his. It was awkward.

So I'm doing this test, feeling confident, except about a couple questions, and I go up there and give it back to her and she says, "You got eight wrong, do you want to try it again?" and I was like, "WHAT?"

So I looked at the test that I got wrong, and all the questions that I got wrong had to do with license suspension and drinking. All of them.

So I took it again and it was a different test, but I was feeling pretty good about it, mainly because there were less questions about drinking and more about how to deal with road rage.

And I took it up to her when I finished and I only got three wrong. I was very happy.

So then I took the vision test and then had to sign some thing, and I signed it with pencil, and the lady pursed her lips and looked annoyed and said, "Next time sign with a pen" and I was like, "Ok"

So then I went to the license place and they asked me questions and then they took my picture, and I was feeling pretty confident about it.

Its like those camaras take everything that can possibly be ugly on you and magnify it by twelve.

Its a HORRIBLE picture, I can't even believe it. And on top of all that mom was like waving around her arms all crazy so I looked to the side for like a very split second, and so in the picture I'm looking to the side like a creeper or something.

Its the worst thing that ever happened to me.

And then mom went to go give blood, and I had to sit in the room, people getting shot all around me, for a whole hour. An hour.

I hate needles. I used to not hate them so much, but ever since I've watched heroes I've hated them worse.

Which is weird, because after you see stuff a lot your supposed to become like immune or something, right? But it just made it worse. Why were there so many needles in that show? Its crazy.

I still haven't driven. At all. It rained like a billion buckets times ten to the power of a popped collar, so I don't think I'll be driving for a while.

In other news, I finished the second season finale of Veronica Mars. It was pretty cool and stressful and super sad.

I liked Cassidy. And I like him and Mac. They were cute.

But then he turned out to be dumb, so I don't like him any more. Even though he and Joaquin Phoenix share a nose.

-Stay classy sistah