I passed my road test (in Philly) on July 23rd. I keep looking at my license. It feels surreal. But now that is starting to wear off. The feeling that replaces it is no longer amazement, it’s “damn I want a car”. Damn. I want. A. Car.
All it has to do is drive. It doesn’t need doors, or windows. It doesn’t even need a metal frame, cardboard will due. I am desperate. I don’t have to drive back to school until Sept. 1 but my friends are going to be leaving in the next few weeks. I want to be able to pile them all up in my car and drive to a midnight movie. Or get up early and be the first ones at Six Flags.
Everyday is a constant reminder I don’t have a car. I live in NYC, so it’s rather easy to get around but when I want to go through a drive-thru at 3am and have no vehicle with which to do so, I want that car. When my friends complain because another of their friends has driven them somewhere but now doesn’t want to bring them back, I want that car. So for the next few weeks, I am going to be the most annoying 20 year old ever. I am going to write notes on the fridge, tv, mirrors, radio, doors. I am going to answer every demand with “I would if I had a car.”
Haha. Seriously, I won’t go that far. Instead, I am just going to research well-priced, in working condition, pre-owned cars. But really, it doesn’t even have to have doors.
