my girl wants me to write about my red car, the thing which bothered her all along. girl – thank you !

first date, i insisted on fetching her and sending her home. She kept rejecting, i keep insisting… haha… I was not sensitive enough to pick up her signs of worries in sitting in my car. She’s actually afraid that i might… u know… bring her to a place she doesn’t want go. girl – not my habit to hop into stranger’s car. RED car for god’s sake ! yet i know, he’s not that kind of person.

first time she saw my car, she was thinking “why red? of all colours, why red? r u a playboy?!”. I’m driving a red Lancer EX with a rear spoiler…. Well it looks sporty i agree… playboy? My girl always have that impression of guys who drives doesn’t behave well… girl – sporty?! no, it not! your red car have ‘playboy’ written all over it ! remind myself that guy is NOT that kind of man. at least he’s not when we chat via msn !

Why red? I narrow down with White, Black and Red to choose, so i ask my mum to choose, and my mum choose red. Am i a mummy’s boy?? Keke… Why Lancer EX? I like the roomy interior. Why the spoiler? (spoiler? not english!?) Coz my sales agent throw into my package FOC… Why drive? For work and for my baby niece… girl – he impressed me. playboy to a mummy’s boy / family guy. i like that.