First of all let's get started with my driving story. I learned to drive when I was in the 11th grade, mainly out of necessity rather than wanting to do so. It was awful having to walk a downhill carrying my belongings plus the huge books that the school makes you obtain (most of which we never get to finish anyway by the end of the semester/year). I hated having to walk under the crazy California weather that we get to experience here in the OC (By the time I got out of school it was either way too HOT or way too COLD). I hated those expensive-car owners that passed by and screamed retarded things at the top of their lungs to those of us who had to walk. I hated the constant stare of those gardeners that either drove by or worked by the street I had to walk everyday (Creepers!!). And the worst part, having to wait for the bus from 30 min. up to and hour (Great!, and imagine during raining season, all the bus stops around my bus stop have no roofs or trees or anything that would protect you from sun or rain). When the bus arrived, it got packed and smelly, and then... It made another stop by a middle school!!! (Oh no!!!) Yes, it got even more packed than it already was, smelling like farts and sweat (Ugh!). And after getting off the bus, I still had to walk another five min.
So as you can already tell, driving was a MUST. The only car available at home, was my brother's stick-shift jetta (Yes... Stick Shift!). As if my life wasn't already too complicated by then... It was awful learning to drive a stick shift because there's a lot of uphills and downhills around here. It was scary and I hated the people that ever honked at me because the car turned off on me. Even my friends at the time refused to drive with me because they were scared of my driving, because the car always turned off on me. ( C'mon people! Give me a break, is not like we were all born knowing how to drive, right? I was at least making the effort to learn, I was always careful and never put anybody in danger). So I finally learned and I was so good at it that I could parallel park uphill and downhill! ( Ohh Yeah!!). When the behind the wheel test time came around, I passed it with no problem. I got my license and since then, I've never been in an accident or gotten a ticket (except for a parking violation that up to this date I still think it was faulty). I always try to abbide by the driving regulations, I try to never speed or do anything reckless because I refuse to put anybody else in danger. So PLEASE Dear God, WHY? do people not have the same will towards me?
So, the other day I was driving on the freeway at legal speed and this crazy person cuts in front of me without even signaling for a lane change (What!!? Good thing I kept distance) I flipped out because I almost hit the car next to me. Then another time, I was driving to work and the car in front of me decides to make a right turn without signaling ( Ah!!! I hate that person!) thank God I was keeping my distance once again. Those are two of the many times people do poopie like that to me. And lately I feel a feeling of rage and ill will towards those who don't respect the rest of society. Why can't they at least keep others safe if they decide to not keep themselves safe? I hate feeling ill will towards anybody, but the least I expect from society is to respect me the way I respect others.
Take Care, drive Safely & please protect yourself as you could protect others from doing so.
Jani
