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[derrick-cagayan]

Got My Car back

That's all. Just wanted to let you know to stop procrastinating and problems like this can be easier to deal with. Also stop avoiding human interaction. Sometimes they don't care about you and see you as job task. Think of it like diner dash (old casual game) where you don't care about the person but more about their needs.

Seriously Derrick get over yourself. Stop being afraid of negative opinions. Not everyone is going to like you.

[derrick-cagayan]

Digging my own grave

I'm not perfect, I'm not smart. I am too lazy and too shy to deal with the world. These past few years I have seen the way we interact as a society and how much more autonomous it has become. The investment into AI has helped. Sadly there are few aspects of our lives that are not.

So I hit a snag in my plan to get my car back. First of all, I got my loan approved. Yeah, I should be able to pay off the $750 reinstatement. Second, I got lucky and got an appointment for the DMV. Here in Nevada you need one, no walk-ins.

Well my lovely insurance provider, which is also my bank, was kind enough to send documents via fax. Like there is no way my plans are dependent on relic technology.

Btw fax is a document sent by a machine. It's like a copier/printer but instead of printing out at the machine in front of you it sends the copy to anywhere in the world. There is a phone number attached to a machine.

Here's the thing, we invented scanners. Like we can scan a piece of paper and it will make a copy or send it to your computer. Like why do we need a fax. Especially if the machine can break or not set up properly.

Yesterday I filed for my SR-22. I got the notification that they filed it properly. USAA should clarify more, I thought we're good. Or at least I hope it was gonna be good.

Anyway as the title states, I could've avoided this if my registration tag was up to date. Then they wouldn't know if my registration was suspended. I could have called to confirm they sent the SR-22. I need to call the tow company to not sell my car.

Derrick please do better. What is there to lose? You already look stupid, embrace it.

[derrick-cagayan]

HAHA I'm broke!

Long story short, I got my car towed because my insurance policy lapsed.

So I've been on my own insurance for a couple years now. I've been constantly paying for it. I've moved out (2023) of my parents to a shared household ($550) and moved (2024) again to a more expensive apartment ($1250).

The increase in rent kinda affected my lifestyle and have been living paycheck to paycheck for some time now. It didn't help that I got a speeding ticket in summer.

The reason I didn't pay for my insurance was because I sadly couldn't afford it anymore. My apartment complex needs my car registration to be up-to-date. Therefore my car got towed and I still haven't payed for my speeding ticket and its fall.

So plan is to get my insurance back. I need to get a SR-44 form from them then go to the DMV to reinstate my registration. Afterwards contact Titan Towing to pick up my car.

I had to get a loan for 6.5k just to cover costs of everything. the SR-44 is a cheap 50, I need to pay 1.8k for insurance. DMV is gonna cost me about 1.2k and I assume the towing cost is gonna be less than 1k, hopefully. Then whatever is left over is toward the overdue speeding ticket and the 1.3k car loan.

[derrick-cagayan]

Life Recap

Born in '89 in the Bay Area. Family moved to Vegas before I started 1st grade. This is where I met some of my childhood friends, who I still hangout to this day. I didn't graduate high school because I skipped gov't class too much. Why? To be with friends, duh. This affected my life entirely.

After high school where I did not graduated, I got recruited to join the Marines. I wasn't patriotic by any means, they just promised I would get a high school diploma and a job. Otherwise I would be a waste of a human being. The military wasn't half bad, it felt like a microcosm of the real world. Went to Afghanistan during the war. Almost died of a blood clot.

Once I did my 4 years, I continued what I was doing after high school. Which is to say, nothing. I was less shy, but I had no guidance in life. So I just stayed with my parents with no job or car. For nearly 7 years! During that time I questioned about my self-worth. We lived in a 2 bedroom apartment. My room was the living room and I felt like I was a burden to my family. I was always embarrassed every Saturday when my friend from elementary would hangout.

I don't remember what changed in my brain that I needed to grow up. But I had a job where I had to take a bus everywhere. It paid like shit, but at least it was a job. We traveled to different stores and do inventory for them. I was able to travel via road to denver and got to see a friend from the Marine Corps there. I enjoyed the company of old folks there. Got to drink with guy name Greg. I left that job because I was gonna be forced to drive the company van. That means I had to drive to places like Kingman, AZ or St George, UT in the middle of the night while others get to nap in the van.

I took several months off from working and tried to learn a trade from a trade school. Don't do this. Google it or ask for tradesman if they need help. It was ok until Covid hit. After a few months of "learning" I got a job as data entry. Met this cute young guy, but ultimately not my type. We had a co-worker who was neurotic and paranoid. We were cool until the last few months before we were being let go. The dude really thought me and our gay co-worker were hanging out without him. We were talking about Microcenter renovations and I said I would like to go there again. He just assumed me and our work friend went without him even though I went there before I started the job.

Enough about that job. I was able to get another job at a warehouse for keys. That was probably my favorite job so far. It had a nice mix of people. Like I'm kinda left leaning but they all seem cool people regardless of their political affiliation. Hung out with guy name Dakota from chicago. Played pinball and drank. There was girl there named Liz and I had a hard crush on her. Sadly she left the job quickly due to family issues. There was another girl named Hailey, I found her hot and fun to tease. She didn't find me attractive, but I still wanted to be her friend because she liked anime.

I miss that place. The pay sucked though. It doesn't help that I had to keep driving from North Las Vegas to South Premium during morning and rush hour traffic. Just 2 years ago I finally got a place away from my parents. I was sorta forced to leave, but I was gonna leave anyway just a few months later.

I rented a room that had 3 other occupants. 2 others plus me had to share a bathroom. It was 550 a month! I just had to suck it up. At least it was closer to the warehouse. I remember the window would shake because of the wind. And the wall was thin. Plus my friends wouldn't hang out here. Usually my place is the go to spot since I'm always in the middle.

5 months prior to me moving I discovered XG and I'll talk about them on a different post. For 2 years of minimum pay (12/hr) I decided to look for a new job. I landed my current one which is at a casino. Ironic because I swore to never work at a casino, but I was desperate. I moved out of that shared housing and moved into my single bedroom apt earlier this year.

I have more to say about certain events, but I just wanted to type this out while it is still in my head. I'll probably clean this up and make it more congestible. If this is still like this, then I'm sorry future me.

[derrick-cagayan]

We're doing it again!

Gonna try to stick around again. I've tried multiple times to journal my life or jot down some random dreams/thoughts. Those previous attempts don't last long.

My goal is to have some sort of documentation of my personality and memories. I'm very afraid of no one not remembering me when I die. I don't create memories with others to reminisce. I don't think my personality or my character will change much so I'm going to keep trying to document my life.

If you find this, please know my words tell half of my story.