Out With The Old, In With The (Fairly) New

Today, I finally got rid of my old piece-of-junk truck and got a new car.  It took all day--much longer than I would have liked.

I woke up at 10:30 this morning to the sound of my dad knocking on my door.  I open it and he tells me to shower so we can go look for cars. 

My truck was a piece of junk but i have been riding with my mom to work and have been riding with a friend to get to school.  This wasn't an ideal situation but I could adjust if i needed to, which I was planning on it for longer. 

So I shower and we go to the auto-mall. We went to all but two dealerships--Mercedes and jaguar because there's no way I could afford those--and searched diligently for a cheap used car.  There were several that I liked, but weren't in my price range.  Finally, at Mike Morgan GM we saw a little Pontiac that I had my eye on.  It was a tad more than I thought I could afford, but I still really wanted it.  We decided to go check out the other dealerships. At Yokem Toyota, there was a Sebring that looked good enough and was pretty cheap, but I didn't like it as much as the other car.  We decided to go Bossier to see if they had anything.

A Dodge Stratus was the only car we could find in my price range with decent mileage on it, so we decided to drive it.  I was a very smooth ride, but we realized that the Dodge Stratus is basically the exact same car as the Chrysler Sebring so why spend more money on a car that has more miles on it.

We went back to GM to drive the Pontiac G5.  It was definitely my favorite out of the three but in the end the dealers were asking too much money for it and they wouldn't budge. 

We had to go get my truck, which not only smokes but puts out a ridiculous amount of it.  The people at Toyota said they would give me $1000 for the trade in and knock the sticker price down to $8000 and change.  That was good enough for me so after and great deal of paperwork I drive off the lot with a (fairly) new 2004 Chrysler Sebring.  I can't say that I got the car that I wanted but a car is a car and as long as it gets me where I need to go safely, I can't be too picky.