people seem to think that i am a reckless driver.
hm. true, i dont always count to 3 mississippi (left, right, left) at every stop sign i encounter and i've run a few yellows before but im definitely always aware of the cars and people around me and i wouldn't ever do anything stupid to risk my life or the lives of other people in my car.
i guess what makes me people think that i might be a reckless driver is because im impatient, especially behind the wheel. i like to pass (but not CUTOFF, i hate when people cut ME off so it's not like i'd turn around and do it to someone else) slow cars with cute grandpa drivers and i also drive... kinda fast? well, not like vroomvroom racecar but i figure adding 5mph to the speed limit wont get me a ticket and if i went any slower than 45 up hawthorne or crenshaw, honestly, my crap car would never make it haha. and in my family, it's like a sick game for my dad and my brother to see how much they can do without getting a ticket. so i'd say, i've been raised with bad driving influence. lol BLAME IT ON THEM!!
but im starting to think maybe i should slow down once in a while. chill. i honestly think driving reflects people's true personality.
for example, i like to drive fast and im really impatient with slow drivers. likewise, i like to finish things quickly and im always in a hurry. oh and im super impatient haha. i dont really like slow speakers, slow thinkers, slow walkers, slow runners, slow eaters, etc. bad habit. also, i uhh speak to cars when im driving hahaha iknow, it sounds crazy. but im always like "hurry up and turn!" or "i'll let you in" and the occasional "OH MYGOODNESS WHAT THE HELL?!" haha im craaajeee. but yaknow, that's also what im like in person. im pretty outspoken, i talk... alot. so yea...
second example, my brother. haha oh man, where do i begin. edward drives like me (or i drive like him, rather) cept it'd be me x1000902931023 my bad habits haha. im not saying he's a bad driver, dont get me wrong, my brother can navigate his way around anything ONE HANDED. buut ooohman when he's driving me, i pray for my life. like i said, he drives with ONE hand. he speeds like a maniac, he thinks it's hilarious to go 80mph on hawthorne and see my friends' faces (i, by this time, am verry used to it), and he stops sooo close to the car in front of us that if we ever got in a fender bender... DOMINOS lol. oh and did i mention he has intense road rage? i mean, like flipping the birdie at poor sophmores driving with their permits and whatnot loll. in this way, it reflects my brothers EXTRA impatient nature, very chill one handed grip on life (seriously), and how close he gets to the FREAKING edge. im not gonna give any examples or anything because im not in any place to be talking about my brother buuut you get the idea.
anywayy. the whole point of this message was supposed to be that i figured out that i really need to slow down, ease on the brakes a little. i've been just zipping through everything that i dont think i'll have anything to remember in the end!
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haha, the whole time I was reading this post I was thinking "man michelle must hate so much how slow I drive..."
the ending of the post reminded me of this scrubs episode that, coincidentally, I saw today on tv in which the main message was about slowing down and appreciating even the smallest of joys in life because time passes by freaking fast
hope you're doing well
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