Mood:  crushed out

Now Playing: Alaska feat. York: "Yesterday" (Silence) from "Best of Dream Dance The Special Megamix Edition 2", CD 2/2, © 2002 Sony Music Entertainment (Germany) GmbH & Co., Scooter: "Hello!" (Good to Be Back), from the CD "Who`s Got The Last Laugh Now?", © & (P) 2005 Sheffield Tunes.

Have you been recently feeling like if some1 had banged yer head with a sledgehammer?

I have. Today.

It all started when I woke up approximately 1h too early being confident about the fact that I`ve slept late from my first working day of this week. It`s officially the week of the winter break from the schools of this region, but for me this is a chance to make some money and earn some valuable work experience, which hopefully would help me to get a permanent job as a vehicle installer. It was - as you will soon read more - for me also a chance to meet a person I had been eager to see since I heard of his 1 sort of return to the circles where we originally me so many years ago. ♥

So, today's episodes started by me forcing myself back to bed for gathering strenght & energy for the upcoming day, but I was up again right after my cellphone went on - calling me to rise and shine at work. Good thing I wok up early enough, I was the 1st at the garage and the day got good start: I got a Mazda 323 Mio for winter overhaul and inspection check! I went so hyper for the joy that it got my brains buzz too many other things at the same time too and it didn`t help me much when Okie was asking me where I had put his tools. Fortunately the missing tools were (mainly) such I hadn`t been using, so I could tell him he`s barking the wrong tree. The Mio-Mazda got also exmplary results for the exhaust gas testing so it was only up to the authoriries if they approved the broken shock brake shields or not. (I wouldn`t have, if I were `em.)

It feels odd that on Monday pre-noon time the inspection office would be crowded with customers - and I mean CROWDED - and I saw 4 of the 5 inspectors working at the inspection hall at the same time, which`s unusual. Normally when I`ve visited that office, there`s been 2 men at the garage and perhaps 1 at the office, + of course the ladies behind the service desk but now everybody was rushing and jighly buzy, so there was nothing to do except wait nicely in the queue till yer turn comes. 

As I was waiting for my turn I saw those inspectors taking their customers in 1 by 1 in front of me, until I spotted at quite distance a new man. I had heard from Wevania on my last work practice day of the 2nd training season that there was a new car inspector at the local office and I had been then so extremely eager to get a gig to the inspection office (without any luck) but today - me & the Mio-Mazda - nothing came on my way and I was luck to be there on the day this new guy was working. I spotted him picking up a customer car and thought "Hmmmm... That`s not HK (= the youngest inspector I knew there) - must be the new guy... Mmm! Handsome!"

Some time later I got the chief inspector himself and we had some discussion about the qualities of the car. Gotta say that the brakes were nearly as perfect a such car can have, only the front brakes had a minor 8% difference compared to each other, butthe rest were equal on both sides and the braking powers were again like from the school books - a like true model piece. Even the wheel support (shock brakers, springs) gave good figures - my overhauling had been exact and scrupulous. We were discussing about the career and education for the inspections (where, how long, etc...) until I came to ask him about the new guy... When I asked if he remembered his birth year to make sure this new inspector is who I had thought him to be, the head inspector called him to us. I asked him if he was the man I`m calling from now on as J. Islafield (don`t try to translate that name - it`s my own variation partly referring to the places of our childhood surroundings) and he said yes. I asked where he was from and he told me the town. I said yes, I know, but where in this toen and he starts to explain a bit like to a person who`s not necessarily knowing the places very well and then I confirmed from him his birth year - his looks were slightly puzzled, how it was possible that a strange woman who looks quite much yougnger than he, knows the place he`s from, his birth year and him without him knowing anyone who`d reminded like me. I grinned and asked if - telling my real name - rings any bell and his face melt in big surprise and recognition. We were on the same class the 1st 4 years in the elementary school and nearly neighbours `till I had to move away with my parents because of my dad`s new job. I can`t help wondering how different my life might be if we hadn`t moved, because now I`m driving the same road just to the opposite direction than my dad would`ve then if we hadn`t moved in the 1st place. 1 thing at least would be quite sure: in that case I`d hardly ever gone the school I`m studying now for the last year, hardly ever meeting those fantastic guys of my class or Jensai and her sister Anubis, who by the way though me to be having fun with Hottis at work, but later today when I was on the phone (Jensai called) it cleared to both of us Anubis had seen the car of the lady-boss of this company and mixed it to the car of Hottis - thanx to the alikeness of `em. Anyway, it felt odd to shake hand with J. Islafield after growing within 100m from each other and all those numerous times we used to wait the school bus at the same stop. His hai was now much lighter and his eyes seemed so too, though his glasses (When he had gotten those?! O_o ) might have influeced that way too. I wuldn`t have recognized him if we had met on the street, but despite of that there was still the same sparkle in his gaze and the grinning smile as I had remembered him to have. I must confess, I think it`s safe now after so many years, but at the age of 6, when we were on the 1st grade at school, I remember I had a huge crush on him, he was back then 1 of the 3 most comely (= good-looking) guys, but his eye colour had disturbed me, but the more I met guys, the more the attraction towards him went flat `till not very long time later he was nothing more than a classmate to me and I could look him straight in the eye. Now, so many years later I`m confessing all, because while I was walking back from the grocery store towards my parents place I realized, thanx to 1 poster I`ve got on my wall (Jensai & Anubis know the poster, they`ve the same too), J. Islafield has left deeper markings about himself into my soul than I had ever believed and even - I realized this not until now - helped me to get friendly with certain people who even remotely have reminded me from him without me knowing that in the 1st place. He got my heart drop its track for a blink of an eye today - not for love or attraction, but got me thinking why the good men are always taken, there seems to be avaible only those who need a new momma. Till the moment of meeting him again after all these many years, I had been satisfied with myself being on my on - not tied by any man and I had concidered myself ok looking, but on the moment of lokking at him, face to face, I was thinking myself not being good enough by my looks, intelligence, succes and wealthiness to any man who`s not clinging to his girlfriend but takes her as his equal mate. Now when pondering this all - looking at the same time my old school photos - I find loosing my joy of meeting him and growing bitter about the bad choises I`ve made in my past, bitter that I don`t have practical brains and stunning looks, but a sharp tongue and talent for trouble. Especially now when Suspicious Thomas is AGAIN behind my back pointing my errors and making me feel I`d need to go back on the 1st grade to tear the nerves of TomTom.

Posted by T?pis at 23:40 EET

Updated: Tuesday, 26 February 2008 01:24 EET

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Mood:  caffeinated

Now Playing: 

Warning! The "Now Playing" -video AIN`T suitable for small children and sensitive people. (Incl. strong sexual suggestions )

**Sighs.** From where should I begin? I feel I should do the more or less monthly update now, but I feel I have nothing to say which feels quite bizarre, ´coz at the same time my mind`s bursting out of things I`d like to say aloud. I started the 2nd last work practice period on the 2nd of January 2008 at the same place as before, so the things and people there were familiar, but at the same time not same due to some of the crew changes. I can`t deny that I keep missing SwatMann, Rika & Racer who have now left the place, even if may be possible that Rika will return at spring. Who knows, but at this moment from the "old gang" of the garage there`s only Weevan, Okie (my long time guide) and KoR + the bosses & car sales men. However the situation ain`t even a bit easier for me, for the reason I`m from a school much inferior in their eyes than the school from where they have other 2 vehicle installer students doing their work practice season just as well. Plus - AGAIN - my gender conmes on my way. I get oil changings, car washings - such very simple jobs and get reminded a lot by the Big Boss to be careful and often I feel I`m hearing that I`m concidered inferior to the boys with my skills, knowledge and abilities. I haven`t been allowed to train installing the engine`s pre-heating system, the trailer hook, e.t.c. while the guys have. I have no idea why`s that so, but my mom`s diagnosis was that it`s easier for men to count on boys in this kind of "manly" subjects, just as well as people would count almost blindly that women are better e.g. in child caring, nursing and cleaning, which is a major lie. And what I lack in skills I try to win back in eagerness to learn it properly.

Yeah, and talking about child caring... Arrrggh! I`ve gotten enough of that subject! There`re talking about that on the radio a lot and I try my best not to listen it at the work practice. I get  questions from  people who  barely know me, or people who should know me well enough to know my opinion about the subject of planning to  have children, but the worst is when my own parents are nowadays showing that tendency. Raaaah! Why it is so difficult for people to think that at least at this very moment I don`t want any little beasts on my own. (It`s enough when you have 3 bunnies and a cat to be taken care of!)  Why people immediately think there must be something terribly wrong with me if at the moment I an`t at least dating anybody - let alone be engaged and planning to get married. Trust me - I tried that once and it didn`t work. I require so much from a man  (Equalitiness and his self-esteem being good enough for bearing it in a civilized way that women are just as good at the more manly professions as men.),  that so far I haven`t met even a single guy who`d match my  requirements completely.  And I won`t be discussing about the child subject before being married and having a fully satisfying career in the car industry.

**sighs** Ok. Enough. Peace.  No more ranting about that subject. I`m loosing my nerves nowadays so easily when I like on the pins & needles waitin for the moment when I van start the engine repairing of my Rising Star. Suspicious Thomas put me under quite a questioning when asking about the things I had done with Toyota already and what I was planning to do with Mazda and I can`t help feeling that it`s a bad idea to put 9 guys and a girl to do their engine repairing graduation works together - exactly at the same time. We all know it already that we`ll be short for the most needed equeppements & tools and most of the students are on the same working phases at the same time. What a mess! Makes me to thank myself for doing the same already with my Warbler, so I know at least the basics: how to do, what to do and what should be avoided - all this at least in theory. Meanwhile I`m burning my nerves with Rolle, my 4 month old kitten, who continuously climbs on my bed and dining table if not tearing the wallpapers of my bedroom, (The tearing started from the damages he had caused while trying to jump on my bed without me noticing it.) but somehow at the same time he`s adorably cute dark gray/white little furball who likes to provoke Hannes and then whine like if being in a death thread even if Hannes is just nicely holding him still.

(He jumped again on my bed & came to purr loudly on my lap while writing this.)

Posted by T?pis at 00:02 EET

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Mood:  party time!

Now Playing: Martti Vainaa & Sallitut aineet: "Pelimies" and "Toyotan takana" from "Pelimies" -single CD, © & (P) UHO Productions 2005

Ok, last time I wrote here I was hopin`Radala would colour his hair with the purplish nuance he had 1 1/2 year ago. He did it. He`s got that hair colour now! ^^ Yeee! Me like it! ^^

Also I like very much about the Xsara`s new changed and re-coloured hair. That red fits to him nice, although the memory of the blonde colour still affects in it, nuancing differently the parts where it existed. Nice.

We`ve been cleaning the garage and its warehouses at the school - snooping the best junk for ourselves and carrying the remaining junk to the trash can.

But that`s not what I`m not gonna talk about today. This posting is dedicated to something totally different, something what I haven`t done for quite a while...

I went to an x-mas party with Jensai.

We had been planning this for a few weeks already - actually the idea of going out together to have some fun has lingered in our discussions every now and then for much longer than it`d be even thinkable. 

So, not so long time ago I purchased the tickets from the on-line store of Rytmikorjaamo for me and Jensai. Of course finding the fitting party clothes was a story of its own - incl. the evenin exactly 1 week ago when I went to Jensai`s to plan the whole case with her. But it all was worth it. We truly had fun. **Jensai giggles next to me, creeping under my bed after dropping her flash light in her fit of amusement. **

The party itself started at 9pm, bt we were there approximately at 10.30, after several little happenings. My sis, Elmaco Nelson attacked first with her make-up set even if I thik we both had thought not to be using much of it since we ain`t used to it that much. And of course I had to test are the 2 wines (I had `em in the fridge) still drinkable...  plus forgetting the tickets in the 1st place on that d*** fridge!

After we had managed to the partyplace I had drank a bit ovet half of the Marianne I had mad at home, Jensai just about 1/4 but despite of the slightly gigglish state of mind we got in - even if the guard was whining a bit about Jensai`s papers (Heard to be unofficial, but doesn`t matter as long as she got in.) and after looking around for a little while (about half an hour) the showitself started with "Willage peoplish" (gay) show. **mad giggle** YAOI! First they were holding their show on the stage but soon they landed among the audience disappearing somewhere near the bar area - retuning later back in front of the stage where Syna had started their own show and people were dancing again. When me & Jensai noticed `em again they were dancing there - teasing innocent dancers (mainly guys >:P) and even danced for MEEE! **Jensai giggles again.**

About 1 and 1/2 hour later my feet were sore enough and I was fancying something to drink, so we went to order a cider for both of us, sitting down for a moment to watch people having fun. I also met a former classmate of mine, from the time of my IT studies, had a chat with him for a moment.

After having another drink Velvet was performing already and the whole show of hers went on a sofa of Rytmikorjaamo, just sipping our drinks till her songs were sung. Jensai here is still memorizing a guy we met at the bar desk while ordering our second drinks (She`s still cursing the effects of the Marianne I had mixed... ) but she`d gladly forget those 2 oddities who came to us when we had nearly finished those drinks. 1 of `em was nearly trying to carry Jensai on the dance floor (What would have happened if he`d succeeded?! Jensai`s so scary chick... ) but we managed to dump `em for good. (and before that there had been 1 guy already who had come to see me and probably wanted to ask/say something but couldn`t form anything smart to say. Guess I was so astonishing... And even before that there was 1 guy who also tried to approach me on the dance floor at the beginning of the Syna-show. OMG! **bemused but delighted**)

It took me a little while to get Jensai back on the dance floor after those 2 odd guys, especually because she said she was feeling slightly dizzy (too much alcohol? )  but when we got there amost immediatyly there was 1 cutie joined us - dancing with us nearly for an hour, till Jensai`s shyness took over and she had to run to bathroom. (He even came to look for us from there after we stayed there a bit too long. Jensai was refusing to get back on the dance floor while I tried to persuade her. )

After getting Jensai out of the ladies room she went for hiding - said she was feeling drunk. I nearly got her back to dance, but then she saw the guy again and zoomed quickly back ta hide out and I was an idiot to call my sis to pick us up in 15 mins.

So, we had an agreement that Jensai stays that last 15 min. safely at her hiding place and I go enjoying it resulting that soon after getting back on the dance floor the cutie-guy dumped his friend who was dancing there too, coming to me. We danced a while, but soon it was just kisses (Much better kisser than my ex-commonlaw hubby!) and Jensai trying to save me. (Arrrgh! Didn`t she see I was buzy! ) Jensai`s fit of courage was touching, but appeared on a wrong moment. Then again I had to go soon for the reason that Elmaco Nelson had arrived to pick us up, surprising me with her ex-bf who I think she had been chatting whole that evening. The cutie-guy was of course sad about departure (a few more kisses) but didn`t start to act like an idiot about it. Later, back at my place Jensai confessed that after I had left to dance her hide out turned out not to be very good and tha there were 2 "uncles" as she described `em who had come to her, suggesting something which she fortunately couldn`t hear very well. **Jensai gives an evil giggle.** My feet are still feeling somewhat sore and my mind feels slightly dizzy after all that booze & lack of sleep, but my self- esteem rushed high up again. 2 years after my break up with my ex I`m finally on the track again.

Sorry about the un-fluent text I`m really tired and thrilled. We need to do this again!

Final hit scores: 

Töpis                Jensai

5 guys              5 guys 

+ Plenty of yaoi! Woot! =D 

Posted by T?pis at 12:04 EET

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Mood:  blue

Menwhile everyone else`s grieving for the tragery at Jokela High School (a student killing the headmistress, school nurse and a few students along with himself) I for strange reason haven`t been able to feel much touched about it. The most I feel sorry for the 25-year old single mom who was one of those victims but the rest of the case... It all feels so distant for the reason it all happened so far away from me and my school. Besides, I`ve had enough things to cope on my own without some external tragedies...

Recently I`ve noticed that being at school ain`t interesting me as it used to and a lot of that is because our teacher, R2D2 has turned his new leaf. I feel he was counting on that I`ll stay at school for the next work practise period for the problems I had at my work practice place, but after I had managed to solve `em & cleared the case I annouced I`d go back there (I was sort of asked if I`d come back for this up-coming practice period.), it feels to me he (R2D2) didn`t like my decision. 

It has started to feel to me that I`ve ended up to the list of "problematic students" after asking a few times when it`d be possible to start to do my graduating work - engine`s overhaul repairing for my Mazda 323 and finally, after many times of questioning, he answered that it`d be on the 4th period: early Feb to early Apr. Surprised "Not until then!" was also the answer of Xsara and Janosh, when on last Wednesday we were discussing about our current tasks and graduating works.

Yeah... This causes extra stress... I have winter to manage with my Racing Star which refuses to start below -25 °C and Rising Star which terribly needs the engine`s major overhaul.

Plus that thigs with my parents are again going below the horizon. We have some major disagreements. I refuse to be their puppet anymore.

...And my love life is STILL in the fridge. Damn!

I was chatting with my sis, Elmaco Nelson, about boys. She`s kicking my @$$ for being too mucha tomboy-girl, but I also have to admit that overly girlish stuff`s really som`thing not feh mih - but that doesn`t stop me goin` forward. I do have those girlsh moments occasionally, but I prefer being just the way Ah`am.

Ok. But let`s make this clear now: although I ain`t really looking for anyone special (I can enjoy the life as a single girl! ), I am always open for and enjoy the relaxed chatmoments with my schoolmates and friends.

But if my schoolmates are great dudes & dudettes, there are all kind of preferrances among us and our teachers. I can feel how Xsara & Janosch were feeling on Wednesday, when R2D2 was ignoring `em and I really felt it wrong. And if they had nothing left to do and the washing hall was free, why R2D2 didn`t let`em to wash (and perhaps wax) their cars if Radala & Ridala could do with their car, or I could do with my Racing Star a day before?

Talking about Xsara, I must admit that his new haircolour is groovy. And the cap he`s always wearing, balances nicely the blonde head with black edges...

Radala! Go get your hair coloured with that purplish nuance again! Pwease!

Tomorrow is the last day of the Extended Week of the Open Doors and the last day for my tutoring task so far and while I`m not tutoring, I must be replacing ABS-cencor for Volvo 850`s rearwheel with HP, who`s been my task partner nearly all the time ever since we came back from the previous work practice season. I don`t mind about it - he`s a good fella after getting to know him and our chats have recently often led to the point I end up lauging like a mad-woman.  

It`s also the day I hate my father the most for a very long time.

Brothers & sisters... Lemme introduce...  Twinky-Winky Sut The Wuk-up! a.k.a. Ford Focus STW. Twinky-Winky name leads to Jensai, she called 1 Ford Focus as a Twinky-Winky Focus for it`s colour - so my dad`s new Focus will be a fat-sized Twinky-Winky gone through re-nuancing. STW`s "Sut The Wuk-up!" tells everything how my parents say & feel when I announced my opinion about the new-comer.

Ok. Lets make this clear: I have nothing against Fords - they also meddle with Mazda and Volvo and rather I`d be driving with my dad`s up-coming car than pushing either of my own cars anywhere. The flip of the coin is... My dad is just 1 f###ing business-bastard, who ignores & mistrusts his daughter`s skills with cars. (He still wants me to go back to the IT-business I abandoned for good when deciding to take my own dreams and faith in my own hands.) A bit less than 2 years ago when I had no Toyota, I crashed my Mazda very terribly (if I could turn back time, I`d keep my eyes on the road instead of flipping my working papers while steering with one hand and just glimpsing the way every now and then on that ice-road where it all happened) I made suggestion to my dad that ok, if I announce my Mazda crashed & allow it to be transferred to the crusher, I want to buy either of these: 1.) A rather newish RX-8, 2.) A brand new Mazda 6 Elegance, or 3.) my father`s Dodge Caravan instead. He refused from any of these alternatives, even the case of me buying his Dodge Caravan (= Canadian version of Chrysler Voyager) and I had cold-bloodedly counted that by setting this levelled demands, I`d get my beloved Mazda fixed. 

It worked. My Rising Star Mazda and I are still a team matching for each other`s wishes, needs and way of living. I can`t get the same kind of emotional sensations when driving with my Racing Star Corolla even if - grittin`mah teeth - I must admit there are some things I prefer more with my Toyota than Mazda.

The hook of the case in this time would have been that on Saturday (yesterday) dad calls me and tells I could have Ford Focus STW - they`d buy it for me if I`d give up from Mazda. I know it`s financially insane to let go such offer - I mean to refuse from only 1,5 year-old car that still has 7 months of warranty left and to keep 19 year-old rustbox with leaky engine, especially when I wouldn`t have needed to put a single cent for achieving it. The case is I never buy a car before testdriving it and checking it myself. Although I most of the times trust my parents judgement, it would have been a thing full of regrest if I had done the way my parents wanted. Regrets for many reasons 1.) I still would have had the Corolla left, 2.) I would have abandoned my loyal partner on the roads without having time to grieve the end of long companionship, 3.) It would have been then those "Daddy pays!" cases that gets very little of compassion from my fellow people who proudly show their independence with their very own cars (It`s enough that Daddy paid my Toyota and its engine repair for the most part, even if all what has been done to it AFTER the repair case + the taxes & insurances, has been financed from my own wallet.), 4.) by accepting the deal I would have agreed myself under their command. Funny fact because my folks like to remind me about that I`m an adult already and that I should stand on my own 2 feet already, but then on the next turn they try to leash me - put me under their thumb and take over the command of my life. My Mazda is in that sense a strong symbol of my personal freedom and independence. The "love" is bothsided.

Another thing is that I`ve been able to drive this kind of Focus, only it was several years older individual, and at least with that one I didn`t feel my driving position absolutely comfortable and I don`t wonder at all why my mom has fallen for it. If this new Focus reminds it precessor even a bit with it`s driver`s positioning, it gives me the same feeling as Mom`s Polo does: to reach the pedals properly, I feel I get the steering wheel on my chest. ....With my Japanese duo I never get that feeling. ...with dad`s Dodge I`ve never had that feeling. We had it when I learned to drive which brings back to me the memories of 340 Volvo mom had back then. That Volvo I used for training my driving at home and with it I did the most cool looking spins on the oil-track (Practice of driving on the slippery conditions.) and I would have gotten that car for my own if it only wouldn`t have been a Diesel-engined. (Diesel taxes would`ve been too high compared to the amount of kilometres I drive.) By selling his Dodge dad closes 1 era of my life and there`s no going back. All I can say now that it was about the time for my dad to have a Ford again. (I remember that previous one we had and it was when I was just a plain kiddo. Hey, I liked that Escort back then!)

Lesson of the day: Stick to what you feel fitting (right) for you, no matter what you would get in exhange. 

Posted by T?pis at 23:55 EET

Updated: Monday, 12 November 2007 01:08 EET

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Mood:  flirty

Now Playing: 4 Strings: "Love Is Blind" (4 Strings feat. Janson Lunar), from the collection CD of different artists "Chapter Trance 2", published by The Dance Division

Me and Jensai were babbling again on MSN Messenger and she sent me this vid-link to see -  explaining me that I was the shorter blonde and someone we know is that dark haired man. Said something like we look like those two and that the dark man`s cigarette even had gotten into the vid too.

So I followed the link with mixed emotions and expectations, but for some reason, I liked it. For a piece of work said to be done efortlessly - it`s well done and although I`m deeply against breaking the relationships and stealing a person already taken by someone else, I decided to shut down my moral for the moment of watching and let loose the imagination within the established parameters. Blame me and SwatMann for all that what happened, didn`t happen and perhaps could have happened at the end part of my work practice. I didn`t start it, but I joined in the game of cat and mouse. But that`s all folks about that. Zero, zip, nada! End of story! **laughs in an amused way**

Anyway, the dirty imagination of two single girls got wild, even if bed suddenly called Jensai and she left me alone to think the possibilities for the background story - trying with my own sleepy to mind figure out what Jensai truly was pointing at me with all this and what`s the joke truly about. So I came to the conclusion that this all might happen perhaps a couple of/a few years from now... I am the Blonde - obviously, although I don`t recognize myself being that kind of weak whiner. (If the case would be like this, I`d taken him immediately for my own pleasure. He-he... >:D  Yeah, Right! Töpis, shut the f##k up! Ya ain`t that seme, eva!). This man me and Jensai know, is the Dark fella (Duh!  ...And of course recently divorced in our version of the story.), so the Dark lady is his ex (in real she`s really his wife), who`s trying to get him back for her. The 2 little squirrels are his kids and he`s feeling guilty about ignoring their need for his precence.  And last but not least the two men at the office are his boss and a his colleague, who aren`t pleased that The Dark Fella ain`t showing up to his working place. Guess who`d then be the guilty one again. **Sheepish grin**

Following clip may not be suitable for the smallest children. Please, follow the lyrics carefully to get the joke conpletely.

Posted by T?pis at 00:01 EEST

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Mood:  not sure

Now Playing: Ace of Base: "Don`t Turn Around" from the "Mr. Music 5/94" collection CD of different artists, published by Mr Music Production (Sweden)

Hmmm... The song lyrics... A bit too love related... **Thinks and reconcideres.** Hmmm... Oh well... At least the song`s telling to go forward, not looking back.

SwatMann`s leaving. Like it`d make a big deal to me. After all he`s the 1 I`ve been AVOIDING at my work practice place. The reason I ended up to call him that way here leads back to my 1st day at this work practice place, when my guiding mechanian told me quickly who`s who and mentioned SwatMann`s "military" background. Ever since this "S.W.A.T. man" was SwatMann to me and I could imagine him standing in a crouch on a stone wall, chewing coolly some chewing gum and leaning to his rifle / machine gun (or whatever the weapon of his choice) - monitoring calmly the environment around the base. This vision added with the fact that he`s such a hard boiled professional in car mechanics makes me scared. As it`s already known I hate to fail, to find out I was or did something wrong it makes me terrified to be around him for the reason I realize he`s able to see my mistakes instantly. He`s cool, seems not to be caring about the snooping customers, speaks less than others, is controlled and even somewhat distant... And I know when this kind of people blow up with their rage, the skies collapse and earth shakes. 

I know I can be annoying and I constantly fear that one moment I push him over the edge with my idioticness and get his eternal hatred and unforgivingness upon myself. He`s only a few years older me, but I can`t find a way to show him that he`s superior over me in the garage even if I want and try to - it`s like if he`d be trying to treat me equal, yet inferior when I`m trying kindly to offer my minor help in order to be able to learn more about the cars. I fear I let him down, I fear he judges me to be unable to do anything with the cars - and I`m highly jealous that the other student in the carage (a boy - of course) gets better along with him.  Maybe I wouldn`t be so jealous if this very same boy wouldn`t so often come to interrupt when I`m working with my own, unofficial guiding mechanian, because Racer`s his unofficial guide.

Last week I encouraged myself to go to watch what SwatMann was doing, merely for the reason no-one else was doing anything that wouldn`t be familiar to me (in theory) by this time and that he had announced to be leaving the garage next day after my work practice period ends for the reason he had gotten a new job closer to his place of living. Even if it shouldn`t matter to me, I must confess that I gulped and nearly swallowed my coffee (it had been a legal break at that moment) to the wrong throat when he told the news. My first though was then "The Hi-Tech man of this company is leaving! Oh my God! From who they ask then if something goes/is truly, oddly wrong?! Now the chief has to find a new worker AGAIN!" (It`s only about 1/2 a year since the latest addition to the crew of mechanians.) More I was concerned about the company, how it would manage from now on - after its greatest mechanian is gone, but then again he`s free to make his choices. I sincerely wish good luck and all the best for him in his new job. May it be satisfactory and professionally challenging enough to match his skills and knowledge. The only thing I`m not feeling fine about this, is that when I asked from him when exactly he`s going to leave, he asked me back if I`m already that eager to get rid of him. I was quite taken aback from this slight accusation, but tried to keep calm tone in my voice answering "No.", but when I heard my voice I instantly realized it might sound like "I`m saying no, just because I`m polite, but in true I want you hell outta here a.s.a.p.", so I instantly corrected myself repeating the "No." with a briskier sound, but afterwards I couldn`t help feeling that I only made it worse by that.

What would I benefit from that he`s leaving? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. I`m not yet graduating, and my guide`s no more able to ask advises if he meets a problem unknown or more unfamiliar to himself, so in that way also I`m out of all the benefits too. B.T.W. It`s funny that he, my guide and I went in the same jr. high but I can`t remember him, but I have faint image in my mind like if I had seen him at 1 spot where local young people often hung out when I was in my early teens. And I was the kind of teen who never really went out anywhere.  

Oh well... **The song captures her mind momentarily.** This song was playing on the radio I think it was the last day when the summer person of the garage (also kiddos of the same jr. high) was working for the last day. I was singing this quietly when checking oil level of a car. He didn`t like the song (Some old c##p!) and now I can`t help connecting this piece of music to that and the departure of SwatMann. Odd that I bumped to this song - that its only copy I have is on the CD where appears also the only copy of "Omen III" by Magic Affair (next track) that I have. I was supposed to put track 9 (Omen III) to play, but because of pressing a wrong button of the remote I got this and got hooked to think this all. It`s only 2 1/2 weeks to the day my work practice ends and I must return to school. It gives me sad calmness, but on the other hand also strong desire to go forward in my life - further on this path I`ve chosen. And maybe next time I bump to any of these mechanians - my guide, Racer, KoR, Rika or SwatMann - I can look them in the eye, facing them professionally equal.

Posted by T?pis at 22:20 EEST

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Mood:  silly

A funny/ nice vid link from Jensai who had found it from YouTube.  Had to share it `coz I liked it so much.

Kingdom Hearts: Roses Are Red

Posted by T?pis at 00:29 EEST

Updated: Sunday, 11 November 2007 21:57 EET

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Mood:  bright

Week 9: The Winter holiday.

**Curses the stupid music that is playing from the speakers of the car department. Doesn`t like it, but because I don`t have my headphones with me at school, gotta tolerate the stuff that is forced to us.**

Last week I was chatting with HP about how our winter holiday week had gone and he told about someone who`s a really big fan of the Potter-books. Meanwhile I do not confess myself to be any sort of fan, even if I have the books 2 and 4 in Finnish and the book 5 in English on my bookshelf and that I`ve read each of`em at least twice + watched all of the 4 movies published so far. I don`t concider myself a fan even if I started to write my own story after reading the 6th book, but that was merely becoz I got totally pissed off the way it was - especially the end. So pre-guessable! In my opinion the murder of Dumbledore was only a lame excuse to unleash Harry to chase Voldemort, but then I stopped for something. Hey... Malfoy. The "nazi"-boy had shown new features, he`d shown his inner weakness, how he craved for the glory, but inside he was much weaker than what he let people see normally. And that was something that I grabbed in to. Very surprising when compared to the fact I usually tend to choose my hero to be the oldest and/or stongest of the pack. (Wolverine, The Beast, Modo, e.t.c...)

 So, since last autumn I`ve been developing a sort of story (which is entirely a pathetic Mary Sue disaster), while still working with 3 other stories at the same time, of which 1 is entirely a relationship drama while the other two are a base story and its sequel about imaginary beast and people linked to `em - battling their fight between the ordinary world and the world dominated by those ragefull, bloodthirsty beast. These stories let me breath, where I can pair any kind of couples I wish to create (even The Bold And The Beautiful is soon left behind with this mucho soapy drama opera. **giggles** =P ) and the brutality of the beast lets me vent up the frustration that especially my dear classmate Radala keeps giving to me. Talking about Radala, I did a little thought-play of who`d be who if we were the Harry Potters, (A little insane idea - I know. **sheepish grin**) but since some of us might feel insulted for all this made up connections, I thought it may not be wise to put it avaible for everybody.

Back to the current time. The lazing is ova and I could play again in Radala`s team, even if not the whole time, but scoring even once at the end part of the game. Doesn`t feel much, but usually I`m rather lousy on the sporting lessons - not because I wouldn`t be very excited but I`m more a loner after all. Also I like to play the place of a defender or sometimes, the low playing attacker. Radala was trying to force me to play the goal keeper, but after Monday`s beat up, I honestly refused for the honour and wrestled with the other team`s attacker, Czar, from the ball we played with. Today we also got back the Swedishs tests we took yesterday which didn`t go THAT BAD at all, if saying it honestly. Well, of course I`ve been picking only the "Outstanding"s, all the time full scores, but at least now no-one can whine about that why the study guide teacher had already marked me to grades from Swedish when only seen my not so well gone graduation papers of this very language. On the other hand I agree with the teacher of Swedish that I would be rather odd if I`weren`t picking up any good grades with this kind of background education that I already have, when knowing that the level of vocational schools have on their language lessons isn`t very high to be exact. And at least I can be helpful to the boys when we must translate the lesson chapters in Finnish. :)

Eek! I was supposed to do the brakepike practice today after the lessons I had, but now It seems I`ve managed to spend a little too much time on the comp. Better slip off, get lost before R2D2 finds  & spanks me for this good.

 Toooodless! **waves & lifts thumbs up** Wish me good luck.

Posted by T?pis at 14:27 EEST

Updated: Wednesday, 14 March 2007 14:30 EEST

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Mood:  flirty

I hate the songfics, but now I find myself doing the same. Oh >beep!< >beep!<... :-S


You're so far away, no reason to stay here,
I leave in silence.

Where`s the point to continue if this all is just Radala`s joke anyway. I just wanted to learn to know AV, but now there`s just silence, and I fear Radala & Ridala are LTAO, thinking they got me fooled. I don`t blame AV for anything - why should I? He`s done nothing wrong. I know I`m not an ordinary girl in this current world for the reason I like to mess up with the machines, so who would care to know me better. I guess the freak show`s ova, so I`ll withdraw back into my own silence. At least I`m unwounded and happy. **weak smile**

You're so far away, no reason to stay here,
I leave in silence.
Leave in silence.

**Silence** I`ve been burning enough of bridges, I didn`t want Radala, Carita and Ridala to understand me wrong, but I guess I managed to do it anyway. AV seemed OK to me - I would have wanted to get to know him better, but the vice-amor Radala gets me right out of my head when he comes to me and ask his questions. I haven`t done any plans yet for the weekend - why should I if they anyway will go the usual way. I told to Radala it`s all up to AV how the things will go on, I`m just a player in this game - a player nearly killed by Xsara`s ball that left me a scar-mark on my throat 2 weeks ago. Anyway, I`m forgiving and flexible - playing tomorrow again among the the guys of my class untill I leave in silence - heading home and to my usual silence before my work gig. Therefore I don`t wonder at all what Famke & TomTom likes to say to me.

 I`ll be waiting for the next act of AV who in his 1st SMS called himself as a "Töpis-fan". As I said before, it`s all up to him where this all might lead.  

Edit: AV replied me some time ago and it seems like the things are going to a better direction. At least we were talking a bit about the possible weekend plans. There we see again how much the unnecessary people mess up simple things. :D

Posted by T?pis at 20:01 EET

Updated: Wednesday, 15 November 2006 23:08 EET

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Mood:  sad

Now Playing:  The Time Frequency: "Such A Phantasy", from a CD "Dance Zone Level 2 - 40 More Massive Dance Hits", CD 2 of 2 (P) & © 1994 PolyGram TV, A division of PolyGram Record Operations Ltd.

I was at school when I heard from the regional radio station that there had happened an other death crash within rather short period of time in my home municipality and when they told it was quite young person on this time, I had a bad haunch I`d know the victim. Later on the evening I heard from my parents who it was and I couldn`t help feeling sad, for the reason I happened to know her, and it all got me thinking all kind of things - how short the human life is and how the seat belt could, perhaps, have saved her life. Veke, Ridala, Carita, Xsara and Czar! Hear me saying this: "Seatbelts on, you >beep<!" I don`t want to die the way anyone of you fries to my neck if we end up to a car crash when I`m driving. Makse me thinking that next time when I`m not driving but bust go to pick up stuff, I better sit behind the driver because I ALWAYS wear the seat belt. I`m a safety freak when it comes to the safetybelts, and seems like I better start to dmand you guys to put the belts on, or the car I`m addressed to drive, won`t move eve an inch.

- First Best Friend: Jer (a guy)
- First Imaginary Friend: Someone I thought to be my true friend and that I could count on her.
- First Pet's name: Tessu (a female schäfer)
- First Crush: at the age of 5 ^^
- First CD: Taikapeili - Jos sulla on toinen (the one with the original yellow covers)
- First Car: The 1st I drove was Fiat (don`t remember the model - gotta ask from my daddy), 1st owned is my Mazda 323
- First School: Elementary school
- First Kiss: see the "first crush" (and the guy was a cutie)

9 Lasts...

- Last Time You Smoked: Never.
- Last Food You Ate: Chocolate
- Last Car Ride: Just a moment ago with my Mazda, returning from my parents`s place to mine
- Last Movie You Watched: Self-filmed Jokkis-film
- Last Phone Call: Dad asked help with the computers
- Last CD You listened to: Dance Zone Level 2 - 40 More Massive Dance Hits, CD 2 of 2
- Last Bubble Bath You took: X-mas 2005, I prefer not to lie lazy in the bath tub
- Last Song You listened to: Culture Beat - Mr. Vain from the CD mentioned earlier
- Last Fight: With mom & dad about the dangerous driving conditions (What dangerous conditions?)


8 Have You Ever...

- Have You Ever Dated a Best Friends: No.
- Have You Ever Been Arrested: No.
- Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: Sure. :P
- Have You Ever Been on TV: Unfortunately, yes.
- Have You Ever Kissed Someone and Regretted It: No.
- Have You Ever Cheated on Your bf/gf: No.
- Have You Ever Been on a Blind Date: No.
- Have You Ever Been out of the Country: Yes, a few times.


7 Things You are Wearing...

- sleeveless Metro-jacket
- Hooded shirt
- pants
- earrings
- socks
- underwear
- rallygloves!

6 Things You've Done Today...

- Ralldriving with school`s Transit and my Mazda. 
- Laughed big time with Carita & Czar
- Messed up with the photos promised to Xsara
- went shopping
- visited my parents` place
- chatted with Famke


5 Favorite Things (no specific order)

- Both of my cars, especially Mazda ;P
- my classmates (The best ones I`ve ever had!)
- My bunnies
- Scooter (the band)
- Motorcycles, especially H-D & Honda


4 People You Most Trust (no specific order)

- Me
- mom
- dad
- Elmaco Nelson


3 Choices...

- Karbunkle`s device that he used to create the "real life" villains from the comic book baddies, a modefigurationdrawer or whatchamacallit in English... Kaavafiguraatiopiirrin in Finnish.  -I would have plenty of use for that little toy. **evil grin**
- My Mazda
- writing/drawing equieppements


2 Things You Want to do Before You Die...

- Finish my stories & drawings
- Fix my Mazda & Toyota in excellent condition

1 Person You Want to see

- Xsara. I have the CD burned for him that I had promised.

O.k. That was it. Anyone who wants to put better answers or feels the need to fill this, please feel free to do so in the comments section.

Posted by T?pis at 23:58 EEST

Updated: Tuesday, 24 October 2006 00:46 EEST

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Mood:  party time!

Continuing from where left on the previous posting.

 **Dances around the house along the rythmes of the song now playing while doing her usual small domestic duties, feeling surprisingly happy even if her asthma has kept bugging her already for approximately 1 1/2 week.**

Remember when you Janosch commented on last week that nasty way about my looks? **Wide shining smile** Well, I respect your opinion and I know I can`t make you to like me as much as I`d wish, but now - after a bit more than a week after your evil words I could only feel happier if my asthma wouldn`t be reminding me from its existance. This week has been our holiday from the school, oh dude I miss even you among all other guys & girls of our scool and department, and I`ve spent that by working to make the money to pay my tax and insurance bills.

On Tuesday I had a short day, so when I got off the work I went to my parents place to release my sister`s kitten off the rooms where it was isolated so that he can`t cause any damage to itself and the whole house and my pet fishes I had to leave to my parents when I moved to my own house. While Hannes was purring in my arms & on my lap, I ended up to chat with my ex-mate, CT (he started the converstion) who though me to be babysitting my sister`s rather newborn baby when I first mentioned about the kitty-cat. Fortunately Daemon, and some time later also Famke and an on-line friend mine saved my day - even if the chat moment with CT wa more pleasant than I had first feared and I couldn`t help getting the song "Silloin ennen" from band named "Taikapeili" playing in my mind for the reason it tells so well how it all feels to me at the moment, now when it`s almost a year from the time we broke up. Actually, I`ve noticed I`ve been rewinding my memories a lot lately to those days on last Autumn and early Winter - analyzing myself, the past relationship and the things that went wrong with us, and surprised myself by being able to laugh with CT to the past. **Calm breath and quick sure smile.** I`m getting over it all and I`ve noticed too that I`ve started to look around - seeing nice young men all over me and experienced something that is like from the story of "Ugly Duckling". I`ve seen a glimpse of the swan, and so, Janosch can stay swimming in his duck-pond - I`ll be rising up to the sky like a swan - kicking m`self off my old ashes like a phoenix. I`m flaming again and I know the reason: I`m over painful end of one relationship that went down in the drain for me being my own general Carbine, not the maiden in distress adoring her prince charming who battled against the evil step-mother or dragon and climbed to the highest tower of the castle to save the sleeping beauty. I`m flaming because I found out there`s one guy, who looks good and comes from a good family, having secret emotions for me - emotions that he may try to hide from himself too, but this all I realized when I unleashed myself from the old bogies, when I released myself from the fear of TQ`s evilness. You TQ can`t get me in jail even if you would some day spot me being friendly - plain friendly! - to him. He`s old enough to understand the consequenses of his emotions and I surely won`t be pressing or forcing him for any direction! I`ve checked out what the most up-to-date law of Finland says about this and the law is on my side.  Meanwhile I`d suggest you to pay more attention to the things you throw at people when accusating `em for the things they haven`t done. It all may come back to you like a boomerang. And that was just a statement of fact, not a threat or anything else, so there you go, before you have jumped to your own conclusions. I`ve noticed I seem to have difficulties getting myself understood by you in such way that it wouldn`t offend you somehow. I`m sorry that it happens that way, because I don`t intend to - unless comes the times when our arguings have provoked me over the edges.

**Switches the stereos to play the song "Seuraa johtajaa" from the same record as before too.**

**Wide happy smile, starts to party & sing along with the song.** Aaah... Janosch. You should have heard the compliments that I`ve gotten about my looks on this week. **wide grin** I can`t please you, but I don`t intend to force you for anything either. I`m just so pleased when I see the shine in my eyes again, when I find out I can make people`s heads spin with my looks (and THAT`s something to what I never expected to happen - so well I`ve been brainwashed to be just a good little girl, so it makes me feel good to be the "bad@$$" - Töpis as your friends Czar & Xsara named me) and hear `em complimenting that I`ve changed for my best after the last moment of seeing each other. And the grand prize for me was when I went in 1 store on this week and 1 guy, I think he was slightly older than me, nearly dropped his eyes off when seeing me and I heard him sighing "Wow...!" (And at that very moment there was no-one else around us to whom he could have mixed me. **mischievous grin**) Later it was fun and even odd to try to have some light smalltalk with him when he stutters a bit in my company, even if I had heard him talking perfectly normal just a moment before. Of course now I can hear some of my readers dreading why I ain`t then flashing any wild scenes that would have happened between us after that. What went so dreadfully wrong? The answer is: nothing. He simply wasn`t my type and we both had to hurry forward with our responsebilities left on that day.

Meanwhile, I`ll  keep continuing the jokes between me and FTB. He ain`t my type either, but who says I can`t have fun with the guys? Oh yeah... TomTom; Li`l Hill is also old enough, so when you were snarlingly joking to me not to try anything with him, here comes my answer: mind your own business - you already have 1 lady. I was just answering in friendly manners to 1 question done by Li`l Hill. I wasn`t trying to get him for myself. ...though he looks cute. **Winks her eye and grins.** Funny that you haven`t noticed how yer fave student does his show-off gestures in my company... ;P

Posted by T?pis at 21:39 EEST

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Which Creature of the Night Are You?

You are a demon.

You: You are smart, adventurous, and funny, but you anger easily. You have a tight group of friends. You go to extremes in life and take risks. People are attracted to you for your outgoing and daring personality, but you often push them away. You dont like to be popular or in the spotlight. Youre original and do things your way. You just want to have fun.

Your Other: Your other will be devoted and loving. He will be just as risky as you and always willing to try new things. You will have a deep relationship but never anything very serious, like marriage. Your kiss will be long, playful, and passionate and will be at its best in the rain.

Your weakness: Rejection and failure. This is something that you arent used to. You find yourself being the rejecter and the one setting standards, so when you fail or are rejected you find yourself feeling worthless and jealous.

Your animal: Your animal is the dolphin. It may sound weird, but you have a lot in common with these playful creatures.

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Oh... That`s too true what this says about the failures. That`s me **sheepish smile**, but WTF it claims marriage wouldn`t be my thing? :-S 

**Thinks for a moment**

O.K. The test HAS it right.  Although I find myself traditional in in some things and I find it ideal case to legalize the relationship by getting married with the mate of my choice, I ain`t capable of thinking myself in a traditional wedding dress and I even HATE the idea that my dad would walk me to the half way of the church and then give me to the groom. If I ever do it, then I want to walk all the way by the side of the man of my choice, but still there are some very major things to solve. For instance I`d like to fit somehow some fancy lookin` bikes to the event, Honda GoldWing would probably be a big hit **drool**, or at least Honda CBR 1000 RR or an authentic Harley-Davidson of course. ;) **more drool**, and at the moment a hot-looking biker clothing would go for my wedding clothes, but of course the church and the relatives wouldn`t approve it. *ROFLMAO! =D

So, all in all I`m not bothering myself with that subject at all, while I filch my daddy`s Dodge Caravan (ym. `95) for the reason that my Mazda has 1 wheel bearing in bad condition and it`s at the moment waiting for the original Mazda -replacer part coming from Brussels and a chance to get pressed on its place, and I hit the road again having the audio system banging loud Def Dames Dope`s song "Dont Be Silly" from Dance deLuxe - New & Hot Dance & Techno Hits -casette. Dad`s not pleased, but I am. :P I love to drive this big Canuc-girl almost as much as my White Knight. Only the relationship and bothsided devotion to each other beats my fandom of the lazy-girl`s driving that "Mamma Jyvis" provides. ;) 

Posted by T?pis at 21:27 EEST

Updated: Wednesday, 4 October 2006 01:46 EEST

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Mood:  don't ask

Now Playing: Scooter: "Rhapsody in E" from the CD "...And The Beat Goes On!" (P) and © 1995 'edel' Gesellschaft für Produktmarketing mbH

Silence. Im feeling fine - yet not completely happy. This day was fine - yet it was full of moments far from success. Too many times I had to go to the tool cupboard just because I had either picked up the wrong sized tool or looked it wrongly, not carefully enough. Daemon had brought his cool green Volvo and was playing great beats, yet he skipped the best ones all the time.

I`m feeling melancholy - yet I`m not sad.  I smile - yet I`m not happy. I feel calm, even peacefull - still I`m restless and slightly nervous - although at the same time I`m not nervous at all. I sense harmony surrounding me - yet small things can cause me to raise irritation. I look myself in the mirror and see dark stripes under my eyes. That ain`t make up which would have spreaded around my eyes. I don`t like to do that - yet I find a lot of little things in myself that could be differently, even if I`ve found some sort of peace and acceptance with myself during the years of my living.

There`s a song that has been buzzing in my mind since Saturday when I saw Xsara listening it while we both happened to be on-line at the same time. I think him for a monent, until my thoughts travel to Czar and Janosch - they all were at my car for a moment and we were chatting about my Toyota-project for a little while. Czar even took a photo about me shooting some bolts back on their places. Thanx, bro. Good pic, even if I must admit my right side ain`t the better one of mine. Also I liked the photo about Elvis that Czar shot. Or was it Xsara? They both had my camera in their hands and I was more focusing on my work, so I didn`t notice who shot that one - so I`m now simply assuming it was Czar who took it.

**Sighs and gets up from her bed, lifting her laptop off her lap - returning back soon.** Mmm... Watermelon... I smell watermelon and I know the autumn has begun. I feel energetic - yet I find absolutely no interest, or energy or desire to pick up the theory papers and start to read for tomorrow`s test about engine parts.  I look at my candles - from that I know the autumn has begun when I find it again nice to burn candles. This is those moments when all kind of visions and ideas buzz in my head, yet I seem to have no sense of creativity and desire to work anything more than I should. At school it`s a whole different thing - I like to learn new things, I like it when I can work with the cars, with my own Japanese Racing Star and I like to chat & joke with the guys just simply as classmates - yet I notice I`m somehow slightly different person at school. Perhaps one reason for that is that at school I`m among those people who share the same interest to cars - no matter which brand is each and everyone`s most favorite. There no-one is asking how`s it with the mate-searching or that when I`m planning to stabilize myself and get steady with somebody - abandoning my perhaps more masculine interests by getting a full-time job on some caring or otherwise more "feminine" work, and of course, starting to build up a family on my own too. **Sighs being tired to hear that kind of talking.** I`m finally doing what I have wanted to do already for years and I have a whole life-time a possibility to find that mate if I want so. Even if I know this ain`t the lightest possible job, especially for a girl - I want to do this! I want to learn more and more, I want to get good grades and get a job with this education. Now`s not the time for me to raise a family - I can do that later if I want so.

**Sighs** Sorry, I had nice, yet lousy working day after I had returned back from school. I`m just letting the steam out of my head. I`m still feeling melancholy - desiring to play something happier than "Rhapsody in E" but at the same time, even if this song drags me always to the melancholy, it also fills me with peace. Elvis was after all a big help at the end of the school day, just as Pietro from the 1st grade too.

**Goes to the CD-towers and digs up a CD with title "Fiesta!!" (P) and © 1994 Arcade España S.A. and puts the track 7 to play, Mo-do: "Eins, Zwei, Polizei" with full force that she gets from her lame stereos, even if it`s already the silence time and starts to sing it, mimicing poorly the German accent.**
     

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo!

Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo!

O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo!

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

 

O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo!

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht



Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was ist das?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los?
Ja, ja, ja, was is' los, was ist das?

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo! O-oo, O-oo!


Eins, zwei, Polizei
Drei, vier, Brigadier
Fünf, sechs, salte Kecks
Sieben, acht, gute Nacht

 

 Good night, my dear friends! **Waves and blows a kiss with a wink of an eye and wide grin.**

Posted by T?pis at 23:55 EEST

Updated: Friday, 8 September 2006 00:28 EEST

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Mood:  lyrical

Finally I`m gettin` something on-line! I`ve been planning this website nearly for a year in my head, and half a year testing different kind of technical solutions till I end up to do it in the lazy way and used a drag & drop ready-made service that, of course, decided to turn against me and after struggling enough with it, I went absolutely lame on this week and built up a planet for myself. After that the things have evolved pretty fast to the point where I am at the moment, and I`m writing this after creating the first versions of my first 2 photoalbums. This Website, Töpis On-line is my personal website where I show up as my more or less real self, but I`ve been on-line with other nick names nearly 10 years already. But if you`re curious to know those used nicknames, I`m sorry to disappoint you: that was life then, this is now. I`ve changed a lot during those years, if not always that much by my appereance (Although an old friend of mine nearly didn`t recognise me last summer when seeing each other again after many years.), but at least in my head - even so much that I`ve noticed it myself too. I see dreams again, I find joy and beauty also from simple things that I passed a couple of years ago without bothering to take a closer look. This all was a long and painfull process that I partially confessed to a few people, but none of `em knows the full story and never will. My idols, the TV characters Charley Davidson (BMFM) and Bonnie (Knight Rider) gave me courage to follow my curiosity and step out of the traditional role of a girl/woman and enter the school of car repairing and overhauling, but I never dreamed that I could get as awesome classmates and teachers as I got. Unfortunately it costed me my long-term relationship with my mate "CT", but thanx to these boys on my class and on the 3rd grade on my 1st year, + my new buddies at school, I could severe my ties to a man who couldn`t bear that HIS girl fixes cars, even if he was a big fan of the same 2 female characters, plus a nurse-mechanian-inventor named Harley (BMFM).

This website is at the same time my way to thank all those peole around me who affect or have affected on me. More to come as the site develops. Show must go on!

Posted by T?pis at 02:39 EEST

Updated: Friday, 1 September 2006 19:30 EEST

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