current music: on Channel [V] is "Southside" - Lloyd feat. Ashanti

Update: our family driver of 21 years has tendered his resignation. Mang Ragma, you will be missed.

In the meantime, Dad took me out to re-learn the ins and outs of driving. From now on, it looks like I'll be the one driving myself, my brother and my sister to school. Yep. All me. It also means that even if my sched doesn't need me to be up at 5:30 AM, I'll still be up by then, getting ready to take her to Pisay.

I hate going to Pisay. I always have. It's hard to explain, but my old high school is no longer "home" to me. The many changes it's gone through and the lack of familiar faces make the place unusually hostile. And I never really did have a spot for my school back then, so I doubt I'll ever get round liking it at once.

But hey. I've gone through four years there. I'm able to go to a fantastic school now because of the crap I had to do (even if I never got to use the extra Chemistry and Physics classes).

The most charming of people had to go through the stupidest shit.

Anyway, I drove myself to school to get my RegForm. Considering how I've got this monkey on my shoulder after I hit a tricylce before, it's an achievement. I drove myself home in spite of the rain. It was tricky. I'm still not used to driving wide, large SUV's like the Starex. At least being massive makes it easy to "bully" smaller cars to give up the lane. haha. Oh, and I also signed up the Ford Everest for a car sticker, and I used it to my name.

You know, I'm actually kinda psyched. Maybe I'll really have a car from now on. No more asking friends to ferry me across places. I can now go where I need to, at least. :)

It also tinges me a bit sad. Dad is now teaching me one of the "things you oughta know before I finally go" things. It tells me how fast time flies, and that my time with Dad is not forever. It's a real sad thought. I've spent several years quietly harboring grudges against Dad for some stupid things. Now, driving with him this morning sorta reminded me the reasons why I love him.

Either way, I'll be able to drive myself at last. haha. I guess I've got that 'badge of freedom' people tend to crave. Nga lang, I'm not expecting the freedom to "explore the city" or go chilling with the gang every weekend just yet. I've still got to give up some of that freedom to pick Chimoms back and forth from Pisay. And gas money! Shucks. It's always cheaper to commute, I say.

I miss summer. I miss my friends. But then again... I'm not worried. :) Mahal ko sila, and I've faith that nothing wrong shall befall them.