Debutante

My corolla ran out of gas yesterday and so because of my nouveau-driver status and my ignorance in filling up my own gas tank, I was forced to drive my mom’s beat up, unflattering car to school today. It’s a 2-door Ford Probe. It’s a coupe, alright — a coupe from the Medieval Times, that is. The seat belts don’t even work.. They were so loose, the belt strap was falling off my shoulder..

Man. I know I’m gonna have to use that from now on, because my dad doesn’t trust me (completely) with the new car yet so I’d have to endure driving this Ford Probe aptly named “Honey.” My mom named it. It’s weird, I know. My dad named his Honda Odyssey “Mossey.” We used to have a Nissan Quest, and his name was “Mikey.”

My Corolla’s name is “Rain.” My dad named it. Maybe because it’s like my name all jumbled up.. I actually find it cool. I love Rain — as in the Korean popstar. He’s one hot piece of Korean Bulgogi. What a yummy person.

Anyways.. back to the car issue.. I don’t think that Ford Probe should be let out in the streets anymore. I’m basing this from my own personal (objective) concerns. That car is so old it burns gas inefficiently, thus, it’s a hazard to the ozone, and I care about the ozone. Global warming? I actually wanted to become an environmental scientist before.. but was quickly discouraged by my dad (who incidentally works in the oil/ petroleum industry).

Well…
It shouldn’t really matter, right? At least I could drive and have a car to drive. Argh. Sometimes it pains me to take things for granted. I should be thankful, right? Oh I hate to touch upon this subject this late in the evening.. I don’t want to sit here typing away my sentiments all night. Haha..

And I need to wake up early tomorrow because I’ll be volunteering at the annual Revlon Run/ Walk for Breast Cancer in Los Angeles.. Yihee..