baby you can drive my car...please for the love of god
hooray i did it. i drove my car to estevan's work tonight! it only stalled out once, but once was just enough for me to throw the keys and scream out of frustration. i hate dealing with this. it isn't at all fun for me. i don't enjoy it. i know i'm still new, but i don't give a crap's ass. every time i get in that car to drive i feel like a retard. it seems to take forever for me to get anywhere. driving around orlando stresses me out to the point where i can't even see straight. it's so ridiculous. driving was so easy before. now, even though i'm able to get around, i'm so tired and worn which in turn frustrates the hell out of me. ugh. i know, i know. i know what you all are thinking. sell it, i'll help you learn, or it gets easy and fun over time. it took me 2 weeks to enjoy driving automatic and for over a year i was still scared of trucks on the highway; learning isn't the problem so much as having the confidence to apply the theory; and i don't want to get any less than what i paid for it b/c i will never hear the end of it from my mom or from estevan's dad (he just likes to state his opinion all the time about EVERYTHING, and my mom hates it when i make 'mistakes' or 'poor decisions' where i've wasted money...but she gets to say,'i told you so'). bleg...i just needed a place to vent where no one could interrupt me to say something they thought was pertinent to this convo, or look at me with indifferent expressions. hooray for livejournal.