nimewamalizia wote wanaokuamkia kila upitapo''
Teren teren teren whoop whoop, i know you missed me :)
Ive not really been gone but for the longest time i only had time to post poetry
I Love driving school!!Thats new when i used to dread the thought of driving.I still hate driving cars :p
Am crazy for power and driving a huge Faw truck has made my lunchtime totally worth it :).I love the sweet engine roar and just the fact that when you're stuck in traffic its like you're up there overlooking the rest.Power doesnt only come with the engine because ive come to learn that on kenyan roads,trucks always have right of way lol!You might be criss crossing lanes and stalling on roundabouts but most drivers including matatus will go out of their way to steer clear knowing the kind of damage you could cause with a monster truck :)
Kenyans also seem to have a thing about chics driving trucks.The number of times ive had guys staring,hooting,whistling,waving and just cheering is unbelievable.Last week my instructor kept asking me how come other students dont attract attention when they drive and i seem to have fans wherever i go.I have to admit am crazy about speed too so that could be one of the reasons :p
Ive had memorable moments in that school and i'll really miss it when am through.Like i remember during my 2nd lesson i got this kinda cute instructor and immediately he got into the car my brain went on lock down and i completely forgot everything including how to turn on the indicator lights lol!!Thats was embarrasing!!He must have thought i was either completely ignorant when it came to cars or i was just trying to attract his attention lol!Once i got over my brain freeze and after having scrapped his rims on the sidewalk we ended up being pals though and i spent the rest of the week listening to him sweet talk his gal in that sweet coastarian swahili!
Second week i was moved to my first truck and after a day i just wanted to scream and quit!I got the oldest one driven by the oldest instructor,a mzee who seems to have recently discouvered stunners!The thing about dark shades is that you can never know whether someone is looking at you but am sure he must have been rolling his eyes wondering why a 'gal' wanted to drive a lorry.That truck is a blast from the 80's with a speed limit of around 45km/hr and the man kept insisting i was overspeeding whenever i attempted going past 5km/hr.The steering wheel also seemed to be stuck cos to pull a sharp corner turn you literally had to be standing.I also hated the daily Q&A session where i had to answer so many Q's like this day id been given a different instructor and the old man gave me a lecture and insisted he needed to know who was stealing his student!The minute he asked me whether the other one was a kikuyu or mswahili i knew twas time for me to move on cos i didnt really see how i could be taking that kinda crap on a daily basis.
>On a side note,atleast +90% of the instructors and support staff are from coast,i dont know why and dont really care cos am learning kiswahili ya pwani :pI finally got to change and was handed the keys to their newest and biggest truck and ever since its been pure bliss :)
Unfortunately the old man went and complained about being given random students and stated that from tommorow he'll only teach the student he had been originally assigned and i really hope i dont have to downgrade to lorry za kubebea mawe za quarry as someone refers to them.
I got to make new friends too among my classmates and after next week i'll miss them and hate to think i'll be getting back to my old boring schedule
One day at a time