I'm a big girl now!

Let me start off by saying that this title is by no means meant to imply that I am over-weight. Look,  I am getting fat again, but that is not what I meant when I said "I'm a big girl now"
I merely meant that I am no longer a little child, one without responsibilities. I am now a responsibility baring adult contributing towards the increase of carbon monoxide in our atmosphere. I am now an interest paying member of society! Ladies and gentlemen I have purchased my very own vehicle!

This may not seem like a big deal to a lot of you as many of you are already part of that list destroying our environment and making the banks richer, but for me it has been such a huge step and commitment. I mean, which 27 year old does not have a car? Not me any more, but I used to be that lonesome individual who would get lifts from friends and used her boyfriend's car to get to places.
It's not even like I have never wanted my own vehicle, I just never saw a need for one. Cars are such huge responsibilities, and commitments. I hear how you people talk about how expensive the services are and how expensive buying tyres are. So yes, I used the easy way out and decided not to buy my own car and instead piggy backed off the rest of you suckers with vehicles.
Problem is, now I actually need a car for work, and I suppose now is as good a time as any to man up and get myself mobile.

Owning a vehicle is such a huge commitment. You are stuck with this car for the next X amount of years. Its much like having a child. This is probably why I do not have children. One cannot just "stop" having a child when you get bored of them, and I too cannot stop making payments to the bank when I no longer feel like it. I think this commitment to my car is preparing me to be a good mother. I'm sure there is a saying somewhere that goes: "If you can look after a car you can look after a baby." Which reminds me, I dinged my car already, so maybe I should hold off that baby for now.

I love my little Cocopop (that's her name) she is cute and small and she is just perfect for me. She has her flaws, I won't lie. Like when we go up a hill.  Usually one's speedometer is meant to slowly increase as you go up a hill, but not Cocopop I swear I see that needle slowly going down. I can almost hear her saying "I know I can I know I can I know I can..." as we take to the hills. Shame I sometimes think that maybe I should just get out of the car and push her along from the back, but then I think: "Imagine I was running up a hill and some lady decided to push my rear to get me up the hill faster." I would be very offended. One, for thinking my rear is big enough for you to grab hold of and start pushing and two, for thinking that I need your help getting there faster. Cocopop and I have an understanding so for now, I shall just leave her be. We will get there when we get there.