Thank God for DMV appointments. I skipped the line wrapped around the Santa Ana building, got my number, and my ass barely made contact with the waiting chair when I was called to a window. I thought that renewing my permit would just mean that I had to pay the fee again, but I had to take a picture and retake the written test. The first time I was at the DMV, I knew I had to take a picture, so I literally combed my hair every two minutes while I was in line. My hair ended up being messed up in the picture, lmao! This time, I didn't even know I would be taking a picture, but my hair ended up looking perfect. Ironic. The last time I read the handbook was over a year ago, but the test was basically common sense and I only missed 5 questions even though I got through it in under ten minutes. There was this Hispanic lady who had been there for almost an hour and missed 19. Um, 90% of those questions are common sense. Just pick the damn answer that talks about safety. Not hard. Went to my mom's shop afterwards and got my nails done and bangs cut. Spent the rest of the night watching this video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z7s2Ik-9AwA&feature=player_embedded#movie_player.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
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