Driving School

Oct 05, 2013 16:26

Today after spinning class (my second ever, and I'm still dying), I drove home with my little brother. He got his learner's permit last summer but he hasn't gotten around practicing yet, so I gave it a shot.

Looking back, it might not have been the smartest idea.

I thought I was going to get a heart attack when Gioshua pressed gas and we were too close to a parked van. OMG. I don't even remember what I said.

When I was trying to learn how to drive, my father said he can't do it. He will just get stressed and he will probably just get mad at me. His driver, Kuya Terio, was too nice naman. My boyfriend had no choice but to supervise me. He was actually pretty good. Calm and reassuring. Also he had no choice. He wanted to be relieved of the need to drive me around.

I really wish my brother learns to drive na. His zeal will get me off the hook on minion duties driving around town (literally). One thing I'm sure, I probably am not the best person to teach him. After three years of driving, I still hit immovable posts in the parking lot and reason to my mom that "I had no choice but to hit it!"
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