Last night, I dreamt my dad bought a shiny, black Benz. It is really a DREAM because he lent me the Beemer when I said I wanted to practise driving. I tried to accelerate and then reverse and I ultimately got tons of scratches on it. It's amazing how one can even feel fear in a state of semi-consciousness. Thank goodness, it was only a dream.
I tell you, it's so expensive learning how to drive these days! I was comparing notes with my friend and she pointed out the 4 'new improved' lessons that cost $16.80 each. Apparently, the driving centre did not offer it a year back and it seems a total waste of time. I have no idea but it might be worthed it if it keeps me safe on the roads. Am looking forward to learning how to drive but with it comes added stress... besides the eejits that lean on MRT poles; on the road, you meet more potential a-holes. You get the road hogs, lusty lorry drivers, people who take 2 years to park, high parking fees, motocyclists and tail-gaters driving 2000 cc cars etc. Anyway, I am already daydreaming about the day I finally get a license. I am sure my maiden journey shall be to IMM. *laughs* Not too far but a good practise enough. Besides, I don't think my parents will trust me enough to drive anywhere further than Holland Village.
Oh, and now, one can choose whether to learn manual or auto. Shoot, I am so tempted to learn auto ( "Like driving a toy car!" says Cindy) but if I learn that, I won't be able to drive my mum's car. The odds my dad lending me his car is probably really low anyway so manual it is. Besides, if I learn auto, I would HAVE to buy bigger cars next time (which suits me really fine actually haha). I ain't the VW Beetle kinda girl. Yup, I do envision myself in a black Audi or Lexus. Hehe. I like executive cars in black. Either that, a cozy Volvo station wagon that sits 7 people.
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