I'm 18

Ok, so my birthday was monday. I'm, duhhh, 18. Big woopty-doo.

The day after my B-day, I hade to go to the central office of foreigners here on the island to try to get my papers in oder for a visa.

Left at 7:30 AM, got there at 9:00 Am, waited ouside untill 12:30 PM when I got in, wrangled with a buraucrat for 20 minutes, headed home and got there at 2:15 PM.

Five hours, repeat: 5 hours, and I didnt get the paper. I'm only alowed to stay here for three more months, then if nothing has happened I'm kicked out. Know why they didnt give me the papers? Because the papers I provided to certify my birth, education, residence, where in English.

HELLO!!!! I'M AN AMERICAN CITIZEN! OF COURSE MY PAPERS ARE IN ENGLISH!!!!

So yah, that day was like getting rusty nails driven into my eyes. It totaly stank.

But, never the less, I'm 18.

Happy birthday to me.

The Fiish