I now join the ranks of those most feared, most despised, most dangerous, most...petite? (last one doesn't really apply to me at the moment but I'm trying to make a point here) I am one in the same with those known as...female Asian drivers. Ahhhhh!
I am now a co-owner of a cute, awesome, amazing, fuel-efficient, magical vehicle they call the Prius. I didn't think I'd be driving this soon but I guess I am! My mom has this fear that if I don't start driving again soon, I'll forget and then I will never drive ever again. It doesn't have the ultra fancy features but it is the most technologically advanced car at our household. I love the SmartKey system, especially because I can lock the car by merely tapping the driver's door handle. This same system allows me to open said door by touching another spot and pulling the handle as one normally would. Lazy? Maybe. Time saving? Possibly. Awesome? YES. Another thing that did not cease to amaze my daddo was the Bluetooth. I can now pick up calls through my speaker system as well as play music off of my phone. Now, if my phone's music player did not go dumb, this would be an even cooler feature, but so what if I just listen to the same couple songs on rotation because my phone somehow favors them? No big. It's still magical because it comes from not my stereo system!
So, I don't actually really get to drive it for a while. My parents are actually going have me drive the ol' Corolla first, but it's ok. I don't trust myself either. It's not a bad car, my dad just managed to break most of the things in there within the one year that my sister has had her new car. But in a couple months, I'll be cruisin' in the sexy Prius fosho. If you're lucky, you may catch me driving it around in my area back home on the weekends. :D
On another note, today has been a miserable day and it is days like these especially that I am so thankful to come home to a lovely man who tucks me in and makes me chicken noodle soup and makes me change into comfy clothes when all I want to do is roll up into a ball and expire. I lava him. If you don't mind me complaining, I will share with you my ailments because I cannot do it in person as I have lost my voice, which brings me to my first problem.
I CAN'T TALK ABOVE A WHISPER. I carried around a Magnadoodle-like board just in case I needed to get a point across. I don't need to talk a whole lot while I'm working but I also can't ask the many questions I usually do to get files done. I felt horrible all day because I just felt so sick and I thought I was going to throw up this morning while waiting for my second bus (haven't actually started driving yet). Towards the end of the day, I was helping my neighbor load the printer when my butterfingers slipped on the paper I was trying to pull out of its packaging and I broke a nail about halfway down. I did not quite know how to react and just kind of made a sad whimpery, whispery "ow" noise. I put the stack of paper down and glided over to my manager's across the hall and just whispered, "Jackie, where are the bandaids?" as I held onto my bleeding index finger. So I sit here sick with my finger throbbing, my throat a-scratchin', my body hating itself and mildly itchy skin. I'm just being a big baby. I really am very tired from my poor immune system though. I've been feeling very unhealthy for weeks now so it's about time I shape up. Cans of soup sent my way would be greatly appreciated. :P
But...yay car!
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
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