Yup, I'm officially a public transport citizen.
Just came back from the car dealer, and for those who want to know, I didn't cry. Actually, I forgot to cry.
Why? Cos during the sorting out of paperwork, I realised the settlement amount is almost $1,000 more. And that's quite a shock. Bob had checked with the bank on full settlement in June and the amount should be even lesser but I was shown an amount so much higher. The dealer even show me the statement from the bank to support his claim. Bob will check on this with the bank. If it's $100 more, I might just forget about it. But $1,000?!
This afternoon, I went for lunch with my colleagues in my car. "The last time", I told them. And as I said, my tears flowed. And when I drove the car to the dealer, I was choking back tears. But when I saw the full settlement amount, I forgot to cry. My mind was too concentrated on calculating the right amount. But of course, I still feel sad.
This morning, when the car rolled out of the carpark down my block, I was full of emotions. In my heart I was thinking things like, wah, the last time the car will be parked here, the last time the car will travel this route, the last time the car will run on this highway, the last time I will hold this steering wheel, pull this hand brake, check this rear mirror and blah blah blah, all sorts of nonsense.
Kelvin said he will buy 4D with my car plate number and buy me lunch if he managed to win some money. I said I prefer a nissan sunny car model instead, best if it's remote control ones, so I can "drive" the car, and even better if he can get the car plate engraved with the same number as my car. I think I'm going crazy liao.
But the good thing is, no more monthly instalments of $700, no more season parking of $90, no more parking coupons, no more ERP charges, no more worries of illegal parking while I dashed around to get something done, and yeah, no more errands by Bob. Because I'm nearer to town, he would always throw me a few errands to run sometimes. And at times, it can be quite a hassle. Now he has to do it himself! And something else, no more headaches when going out with group of friends. The dilemma of who to fetch, who not to fetch is really a big headache.
Another headache, crop sessions will be so troublesome, cos there's so much things to carry and I gotta go on public transport. My meetings with Sis will be lesser too. Cos since I've got a car, I will pick her up from work sometimes.
Better get out my yellowing ez-link card, get it topped up and learn to navigate myself on the bus and mrt routes. For once, I'm grateful there's gonna be an mrt station just in front of my facing block.
I think I might just forget that the car is gone and still walk to the carpark as usual, rummage through my bag for the car key while searching for my car.
Well, I'm Miss Scatterbrain, you know. Sometimes, I just forget.
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