The general feeling of driving is pleasure to me. I am in control of my own little roller coaster. It can be a thrilling ride. It can also be a lame, ferris-wheel of a ride. It can be a relaxing boat kind of a ride. But as with anything, there will be annoying things sucking the fun out of something that conceptually should make you happy. For instance...
- I hate cars without brakelights.
- Also cars without headlights.
- Or cars that refuse the turn on their headlights when needed.
- I hate buses that swerve.
- I hate buses that stop abruptly to get passengers.
- Any form of public transportation that stops in undesignated places to get passengers.
- I aim to kill the people waiting in undesignated places to get a ride.
- I wish someone could legitimately run over the people standing in the middle of the road to get a ride.
- Also the people who suddenly get off public transportation.
- I hate tricycles who think they're cars. Or anything bigger than what they are.
- I wish I had a big-ass car so I can nudge other slow cars around.
- I hate people driving slow on a hi-way.
- I hate people driving slow, period.
- Especially if they're slow and in the middle of the road.
- Most especially if you honk at them and they get mad at you.
- Most most especially if there were two of them driving at exactly the same speed, beside each other, like they were in some sychronized swimming slow motion routine.
- I revel with the thought that I can splash puddles of rain on people waiting in undesignated places to get a ride.
- I wish it was legal to run over motorcycles in the expressway.
- If it was legal to shoot someone for honking too much, I would've helped in controlling the population.
- Or maybe I can shoot the tires and watch it careen out of control and into a concrete wall.
At the end of it all, I really hate that driving makes me think evil thoughts. But well, can't really help it. Evil is evil is evil. I think it's the pumps that make me think this way.
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That's uh...to safely say, 85% (maybe higher) of the population in NCR region. I know what you mean though. Driving makes you evil. Just to share, I cut off drivers who rudely cut me off. Then I watch them in my rear view mirror as they hit the brakes for their dear life. I know...evil...