Never the cool kid...

It never ceases to amaze me that no matter how old you get, there always seems to be a clique, the cool clique, that attractive, the popular, the effortlessly social group. And no matter how old I get, I still want to be a part of what I will probably never be. Even at graduate school nachos social where we all are supposed to be geeks, the clique emerges and I am left talking to someone very nice, equally socially awkward, and who clearly wants to be talking to anyone else but me as I similarly feel when we struggle with the small talk conversation and balancing our plates of nachos. Everyone else has it easier, it seems, and can make conversation and effortless friends.

Yeah, so today was a little rough. I spent way too much time at the DMV only to finally get to the counter to receive my exam at 4:33 when the cutoff time was 4:30. After he leisurely took my picture, got my thumbprint, shuffled around multiple papers, and then he turn away from me to look at the computer. The conversation went something like this:

Me: And now can I have my exam?

DMV (long sigh looks at clock): Nope. It's after 4:30.

Me: It's 4:33. I have been here for an hour. You saw me in line.

DMV: Nope, come back again.

Me: I promise I read really fast. I won't take long. I know I can get it done in time. Please.

DMV (ignores me).

Me(leaning in and saying in a low voice so his superiors and those around me won't me. Maybe if it's clandestine it could actually happen.): Is there absolutely any way I can take this exam today?

DMV(not looking at me): No. Come back another time.



Alright, so not the greatest story, but frustrating. And financial aid expects me to live on $28 for the rest of the quarter.

But in good and refreshing news, Amanda and Casey sent me a fabulous package which made me both happy and sad. Happy because it's an awesome package and I was really surprised and in desperate need of S'mores ingredients. Sad because I miss them and I would love to be back in 426 Neil particulary today and tonight, if only to have some comfort and validation, Cable, and the boyfriend. In that order.