I find it comical that I'm usually the one who's late. Last night I was reminded to "make sure I woke up in plenty of time". I'm still waiting on my counterpart to arrive. I suppose I could kill time by putting on my socks, but at this point it is irrelevant. If he has forgotten to wake up...I won't have a license.
Isn't it funny how the choices of others can impact us so greatly? Every choice the EX president of this country made sent us spiraling further and further into the world of economic depression. His silly decisions affected not only the United States' economy...but the world's.
This example, however, is much more critical than the fact that my "fiancee" is late to pick me up. He is supposed to be taking me to the DMV so that I may pay them an exuberant sum of eighty-five dollars to receive a copy of my restricted license. It's actually his fault that my license is restricted in the first place. It's also his fault that I have to do community service, RU Aware classes, and VASAP classes. All of these things cost a pretty penny to be punished with.
Where are you, love?
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