So, I fixed my identity situation. In short, the girl and I have the same first and last name and same DOB.. which are the basis of 90% of background checks. So, the court criminal records department gave me a document declaring as of May 12th 2009 that I have no criminal activity.
I will have to basically have to take this document with me every time I apply for a job until I
A) change my last name. or B) get hitched.
Between being falsely convicted, rejected after a 10-month-long crush, having an old guildie pass away and a dear friend end up in the hospital, and a rather un-productive guild officer meeting, I'm ready to disappear.
I was thinking of just going to Vegas. Just up and leave this weekend without a damn care. I could almost afford it, too.
Then Joe, my friend who was in the hospital had a dream while he was unconscious that I apparently went to Vegas and never wanted to leave, then he got a call a week later that I was dead.
..Everyone's gotta be a constant downer, huh? ._.
I have the picture of Vegas from my hotel room from my birthday last year. It looks so damn pretty, so shiny. I want to go so freaking bad.

Alas, I have to begin packing to move back home. I have a driver's lesson tomorrow, which scares the shit out of me. I don't wanna go, but I have to.
Fuck my life.
Feeling:
crushed
Listening To: "Lost" -- Katy Perry