Cars

SERENA!!!

At the age of 15 and a half every American child is eligible to experience the wonders and boredom of automobile education. Today's blog post will be about our different adventures in cars, random quirks about driving, and both Christine's and my own experience going through the American driving system.

For the two of us, its Christine who always drives. I mean, shes the one with the license, the car (Serena), but also the freaky driving habits. I'm really serious about that last one. Christine is a great driver...kinda....actually no. I remember one of the first times Christine drove me to Daiso (the local dollar store) we circled for parking for literally 5 minutes looking for a parking slot that Christine could park in without having to turn left or right into. Eventually we did find such a space and successfully parked. However, as we got closer the car suddenly sped up to an incredibly fast speed and we sped towards the store wall. I threw up my hands to protect myself from imminent death but a screaming Christine managed to stop in time. Afterwards she claimed that she forgot which pedal was the brake and which was the gas but I still think she tried to plunge both her and myself into the abyss before getting cold feet as many people do in the face of death. HAHAHA that sounds so morbid. But seriously, this has happened in several occasions since that death trip to Daiso. How hard is it to remember that the gas is on the right and the brake is on the left? Or is it?

Another thing that Christine likes to do in the car is eat. Harkening back to our post from the other day, she does that a lot :P Anyway, there was this one time when Christine and I were driving and she decided to spit out her gum. In the car there is a plastic bag hanging near the passenger side floor. Get this, Christine decides to lean WAAAAY over and spit the gum into the bag. I, the passenger, keep my eyes on the road and notice immediately a perceptible slide to the left. I panickly (thats not a word btw) asked Christine "what are you doing" before we crossed the center divide and into oncoming traffic. She quickly straightened up and readjusted with the gum still in her mouth. And guess where the gum ended up going. My HAND!!! That's right, Christine spit the freaking gum out in my hand to throw away. Who does that? I don't know but apparently Christine does.

My last and final experience was on the highway with Christine. Yes I went on the highway with Christine, call me crazy, delusional, even suicidal but how else was I supposed to get to 2009's Baccalaureate ceremony? Anyway, the actual driving was alright. I think the main feeling of utter terror was right before we got on. We were going down 85 South during rush hour and the lights that regulate the flow of traffic were on. The slow counting of green and red seemed to be counting down on our demise as we got closer and closer to the front of the pack. When we got to the front I commented that "this really feels like a roller coaster". It turned green, and off we went. Since I am writing this for you today, you can tell I survived. But its going to be a while before we do that again. Now I'll give Christine sometime to say something...

So Chris and I have had many adventures in Serena, my lovely silver Volkswagen GTI. I'm sure he already extolled my amazing driving skills, as well as told stories about my random moments of semi-failure/mistakes (but those happen VERY infrequently). However, I am going to talk about the FUN (kind of) that we (and others) have had with Serena (who is named after Serena van der Woodsen, btw). Okay, so I'll start with my parking skills. I'll admit, I used to be a REALLY bad parker. I pretty much only parked in slanty spots and spots with no other cars around. One time, we had a meeting at Panera, but there were too many cars in the lot, so I parked ALL THE WAY in the back. At the spot that I could drive right into. Okay, actually I'm still this bad of a parker. So don't park next to me!!! On that note...we can also have lots of fun while Serena is parked! On one occasion, I thought it would be fun to see if I could fit inside Serena's trunk, so I climbed inside, and Chris closed the door, promising that he would open it again in a few seconds. A few seconds later, I heard "Uh Christine...the trunk is locked". A few moments of panic ensued, but luckily, I learned that Serena's remote also works from INSIDE the trunk!! How exciting! Lastly...I have found that quite a few boys on the campus want Serena. Like really WANT her. She must be HECKAAA CUTE or something, but some people (namely Will...and Kevin...) have quite the obsession with her. One time, Will stole my keys and was pretty much sitting Serena before I even noticed. Needless to say I am much more protective about Serena's keys. Don't even TRY getting near her, okay?!

BTW I (Chris) can't drive until January so don't ask me yet. :D

Chris and Christine