(Throwback to Aaron Carter with the title)
So I got my first car yesterday. A 2013 Volkswagon Passat. I don’t think I stopped smiling. A name is still in the works so suggestions are welcome.
When I went with my Mom to pick it up and I told the guy it was my first car he goes “Oh! Are you just 17?” Safe to say at 20 I still look like I’m in high school. I’m sure I’ll appreciate it later in life, but now it’s kind of rough.
Anyway, I HAVE A CAR. Most of you won’t believe how much easier this will make my life when I head back to school (yupp, road tripping it back to UGA. Caravanning behind the Fam. That is going to be an adventure). I’m sure my friends will be relived that I’ll have more than granola and peanut butter because I won’t have to bum grocery store rides anymore. Also, if I don’t want to take the bus, I won’t have to. No more waiting 45+ minutes at god knows what hour waiting for a Family Housing. Praise.
I also never realized how much how free, for lack of a better word, I would feel with my own car. For example, yesterday my mom needed me to go to the grocery store. I didn’t feel bad about running a couple of errands for me because it was my gas in my car. And for the first time in my life, I didn’t have to ask whose car I could take (mom or dad’s). I had my own. I grabbed my keys and was on my merry way. It was exhilarating.
Having a car was, obviously, one of the things I missed out on in high school. I couldn’t always use my parents so I didn’t go out to senior lunch as much as some of my friends nor did I go for coffee before school. In a way I did feel excluded. So yeah that sucked, but the excitement I felt yesterday buried all of that and then some.
Now my biggest worry is getting a good spot on campus. Unless you’re a grad student or live in a dorm, students who don’t live on campus get shit parking spots. We’re regulated to the Intramural Fields off-campus or one of the parking decks which are ridiculously expensive. I mostly registered for lots near where I work, so hopefully UGA decides to be nice to me and give me a decent spot. It doesn’t have to be my first choice but my second or third would be nice.
So now I can be one of those friends who can pop over last minute because a) I don’t have to borrow my parents car and b) I’ll have a car at school. You really don’t realize how crucial errands are, like even for the little things like soap, when you don’t have an immediate/convenient form of transportation. And if no one wants to go to the farmers market with me this fall, I can get there all on my own.