I've resolved that from now on, when I go to San Francisco, I shall stay there for more than 10 hours. It was fun driving down there and all but, the whole deal was that I went to essentially pick up someone and then come home. Which, is alright but, today was the day that I was supposed to register for classes. What is the deal? I was literally within 15 minutes of the place where I was supposed to make a life changing series of decisions but, we had to leave because of someone else. And I appreciate the fact that I got to go. Really, I do. But, I rather dislike adhering to other people's schedules. They are nice, though....
*sigh*
The next time will be in about 5 days when I go for orientation to see what I did right/wrong regarding my schedule. Hopefull, I can get everything situated by then. A car, vaccinations, fairly easy to do.
Incidentally, I suppose I was in a bureacratic mood and found that I could stomach endless paper trails, because I've now gained enough experience to drive which means only one thing: the DMV (or as dane cook call's it "Satan's Ass-hole"). Yes, this means that I will be going down to Santa Maria and trying to become more of an adult. Because, I guess that's what I need right now. Too bad I am filled with puerile butterflies.
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One of dem times that you payback and don't getback but you did it just the same because you knew it was a cool/do right by Donna thing
to do....
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legitimate citzenry (sp?) huh?
and it involves satan's asshole, does it?
anywayze we are going again Manana which doesn't look right with out the tildie thinger....
SFSU lookout!
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