Meet my zippy new ride

For the past two months I have been driving Bryan’s ’98 Ford Expedition around LA. I very quickly came to the conclusion that driving a boat-sized gas guzzler around while trying to familiarize myself with a new, large, and crowded city is not the best idea. So I decided to buy a car. Can I afford a car? Not really. But I bought one anyway. Meet my “super black” Nissan Versa:

5D hatchback. It’s small. It’s safe, it’s gas efficient. It’s not the Yaris (I HATE the Yaris). I’m happy with my choice. Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to go eat instant ramen for the rest of the year.

But seriously. It’s not a BMW, nor is it my dream car, but I used money that I worked hard for to pay for it. I can’t say the same for most of the Chinese students at Ohio University that drive their super expensive luxury cars around. I’m proud of myself, but I can also feel the weight on my shoulders becoming heavier with every adult decision I make. This is really it. I can’t pretend to be a kid anymore.