Identification

So let's get the big news out of the way, I got my Ohio license. To those who talk to me on a regular basis you know I'd been sort of anxious (see: flippin out) about taking the written test. Well this morning I went (Jeremy was awesome and let me borrow his car to get there and back (which is much much better than taking a bus (and you may see why) ) ) and took the test and passed it! I suppose it's worth telling the story coz I enjoy writing it, supposedly!

Well here we go, this morning I set my alarm for 6:30 because Jeremy and I had agreed to pick me up at 7:30 so I would drop him off at work and then I'd be on my way to the BMV (normally the Department of Motor Vehicles, but Ohio has a Bureau instead). Well i got there before they opened because I found a closer place than the one I would've ended up going to (Thank God) and just waited outside playing with my Rubik's cube, that I got this week on a whim :). Well eventually the doors open and I go in and take the eye test first, which I did great at without my glasses. I took it without them because they told me if I took it with them they'd restrict me to only driving with my glasses, which I pretty much already do but just in case I'd rather not have restrictions on my license. After that I was told to sit at one of the stations to do the written test, which mind you is no longer written but digital and on a touch screen.

There were 40 questions and I needed to get at least 30 of them right to pass. It was a little bit nerve wracking but I tried to be careful and mindful and just kept praying as I'd been doing for days about this. I skipped some of the questions because I wasn't sure and it wasn't until the end that I discovered that this was actually a good strategy. The exam ended before I could go through all of the questions because I met the quota of correct answers. That's why it was a good idea to throw some questions to the end of the queue possibly saving myself from more mistakes. Nonetheless I passed and was given my slip to hand off next door where I would actually get my license. It was still very early so I didn't have to make a line here either. I would pretty much make it to work on time too if things kept going as smooth as they were. Well I finish up all the paperwork but right before I go to get my picture taken I have to pay and it's evident they only take cash or checks, neither of which I had on me (I did have some cash but not enough). So I had to leave and try and find an ATM. The person at the counter told me to go to the gas station down the road and I did but it wasn't working and so I got sent to the bank down the next road *sheesh* and lo and behold, it didn't open until 9, which is when I normally get into work. *sigh* but no matter - I thought, because I had already recovered an hour on tuesday in preparation. So I stay in line at the bank, yes, in line, outside the door. Another one of the instances where I feel like a minority because everybody else was black. But that's a different point for another day. Anyway, at 9 the doors open, I rush in to the ATM, get the money, rush out, and take my time on the road to get back to the licensing locale (because i don't want to ironically get in an accident trying to get a license). So I get there, pay and get my picture taken and shortly after my license is given to me shiny and brand spankin' new.



In other news, I was staring at my old license on wednesday pondering the 'out with the old, in with the new' motif of it all and noticed I had 188 lb as my weight. I couldn't help but smile as I realized I am currently more than 10 pounds lighter than I was when I was 16 years old. In other words, I'm pretty much in the best shape of my life! Nope, I really can't get off my crazy weight loss mindset haha. And all you worry warts out there don't worry, I won't lose 'too much'. I've already thought about it and have come up with a plan so chillax, I'm a big boy now ;).

I guess the biggest plus about the new ID, other than my old one being expired tomorrow and having a valid ID to be able to fly back home this summer, is the fact that I no longer have to go through awkward moments of getting carded at bars or otherwise. No more "what's this?" or "I can make this in my basement" as people look at my ID. Ladies and gentlemen, this is a sigh of relief *inhale*...*siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh*