Duh, Töpis! **bonk, bonk!**
Mood:  d'oh
Now Playing: Radio Pohjanmaa (A provincial radio channel)
Topic: Phoenix - Rising Star

Now seriously... If you have owned your car for nearly 3 and ½ years, you think you know your car even blind folded. So thought I too at least until yesterday afternoon.

I had left my parents‘ place on yesterday afternoon after making true my sudden fit of cooking & baking desire and went to get some cash for fuelling my Mr. Kenji. I return from the automat my wallet filled with the desired amount of money, Is them stepping the stairs down and my eyes spot below my stairs a white Mazda. Here`s what happened to me:

"Hmm... There`s  a Mazda. White. Just like mine." 

"Shines nicely. It seems to be a bit older model... 2^nd or 3^rd generation... But it shines nice... Man! I wan`t that kind of car too!" 

**Glimpses to the mask.**

"Same kind of cold time shielding done. Inside the mask... Just like I did with my own car. Damn! This car looks good. Shiny!" 

**Looks to the tyings of the mask shieldings and blinks when relizes:** 

"F###! It IS MY car!"

**Gives a mental hammering for herself** 

"F###! How it was possible I couldn`t recognise my own car! D##n! It looks better than I remembered!" 

 

 

Result: wax-wash can make miracles to your old worn out car`s appereance.  :D *ROFLMAO!

Oil Service
Mood:  hug me
Now Playing: Modern Talking: "Jet Airliner" (New Version) from the CD: "Back for Good", (P) & © 1998 BMG Berlin Musik GmbH
Topic: Phoenix - Rising Star

Last Friday I joked to the boys of my class "Try to survive from/through the weekend" - not knowing that it could have been me who was perhaps the closest to the point not surviving to see this day. And it all happened practicly at the neighbour of the home of Janosch. My luck was to get in to the first aid in 10 minutes and the antidote for my allergic reachtion of this kind. My big thank yous to this nice young Czechman and his teacher who assisted me to the first aid.

After spending 4 hours at the 1st aid, I was relieved to return home and become invited to a religious meeting by my colleague at the local 4H-club, but thanx to her invitation, my day was scraped to the better scores and my Mazda took it beautifully even if has at the moment some little problems. Well, I`ve ordered the original Mazda-replacer part and I should get it fixed within a few weeks. Depends on what kind of study time tables we`re getting for the next weekend.

So, today I was at school with Mazda to change the oils of the engine + its filter and the automatic gear oil too. It`s 3 years it`s been changed, so it was about the time! :O I didn`t replace the old filter of the ATF because I feel it to be a bit insane to do that and then next autumn rip it off when I`m starting the engine project with my rising star, too.

It all could have gone fine, but of course I managed to introduce my too strong muscle power, cutting 2 screws. D`oh! >.<
I checked out the results with TomTom, he said it`s not leaking and I feel I better just count on him. He`s after all the pro - I`m a total beginner yet. Anyway, my "smartness" came very clearly out whennot thinking beforehand how much I`d really need the ATF Dexron II and I was getting in trouble with that when I had reserved too little of it. Result: I burned my nerves totally when getting pissed off to myself for failing such elementary task and I already managed to announce clearly that I don`t care where others push my car off the lift but I`m not gonna touch it ever again, especially when taking too much of pressure about that TomTom demanding me continuously to do my task so that he`d get a new car on that lift.

After a little encouraging chat with Czar, Xsara and Janosch, lunch and horror-filled health care lesson (it was horrible because of my sometimes far too good imagination and the mood I was already at that point when I went on that lesson) I was ready to finish the oil-episode and ride safely home only to realize that I barely could eat a thing. Simply, I wasn`t feeling hungry and I was all the time concerned about my car. Even if I had threated to my dad on the phone that I`d quit, I realize it`d be the thing I`d regret the most in my life.  It`s just that I can`t stand failures when working with my own car and I lack patience when working with my Mr. Kenji. The closer the things are to my heart the lower the tolerance. My Toyota is not giving me equally strong heart beats, therefore I`m more patient with it and when I`m working with cars that belong to someone else than me, oh boy you really should see me (if you haven`t already) filing the commas and streching myself to the extremes to get it as good as I can - to do my very best work.

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P.s. Fortunately I had work after the shcool day. That cleared my dizzy head and got me back to my apetite. And it`s true... Chocolate helps even if it didn`t taste that good when being upset. Surprisingly even my mom, who usually barks at me for my fandom of chocolate, told me to eat it. Pity I didn`t have much of it in safe and I didn`t have time to get it more from the store when I jammed myself in front of the TV at my parents` place after my working gig. Bekcy stands now in its garage and is happy about the new oils. That jealous little dude! :P