strive     
1. to exert oneself vigorously; try hard
2. to make strenuous efforts toward any goal: to strive for success.

Saturday, March 21, 2009

I kind of don't like to drive.

It's cool, but it freaks me out, too.

The first time I ever drove, I was like, "I hate this. I want to stop right now."  Then, I kept driving and soon enough, I'd be forcing my mom to switch places with me so I could drive.  I've done behind the wheel twice now, and I really hate that.  I really, really, really hate driving with the instructor.  She acts very frustrated, put off and annoyed when I make a little mistake.  It's so dumb because I just barely started driving.  I can't sit down, turn on the car and freaking own it.  But whatever.

Anyway, 
I hate parking.  I hate it.  I cannot park!  
I hate U-turns.  They're stupid and hard.  
I hate the freeway.   It freaks me out.  There's too many cars and it's too fast.
I hate traffic checks.  It's green.  I don't want to look left, right, left every single time I pass through an intersection. 
I hate three-point turns.  Those are annoying.  I'm not bad at them at all.  I just don't like it.
I hate stopping.  I hate having to stop.  I can't slow down and stop without the little jerk at the end.  Apparently, that's bad. -.-'
I hate blind spot checks.  They're annoying.  
I hate dips, railroad tracks, islands, slow pedestrians, short green lights, red lights, stop signs, streets without lines, idiots worse than me, etc.

Okay.
So ... maybe I just don't like a lot of stuff involved IN DRIVING...but I mean, ey...
It'll get me around faster.  (:
Hahaha. I complain too much. :D

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