Mjarc

I hate the DMV. It is the most worthless, congested, unpractical building in any town, guaranteed.

I hate cops ... because they're mean. No turn signal to change lanes = ticket. Driving 43 in a 35 = ticket. Accidentally running over a man in a wheelchair right outside of Wrigley Field = nothing, cause no one saw it.

I hate temporary license plates. They're yellow. They're an eyesore, and they cost way too much money.

I had a dream last night that I was chasing Suchin Pak, MTV News anchorwoman, and constantly telling her that I was going to change her name to Skratchin Sak. What the?!

I hate seeing people that I went to high school with, but I never hung out with. The conversations are so forced and uncomfortable. Still further proof that people in Kankakee get married quicker than people anywhere else in the world. "Hey Corey (f) ! How've you been?" "I'm married, and I've graduated from college." Beats me, hands down. I look like a schmuck cause I'm sitting with my mom on a bench at the DMV, waiting to get some stupid looking temporary plate on my car that I bought from her, thinking about how I'm going to reschedule my driver's class that I missed, and wondering how I'm ever going to meet Suchin Pak. I haven't gotten married (and don't plan on it anytime soon). I haven't graduated (and don't plan on it anytime soon). At least I'm moved away. So far away.