The secrets to being happy

Thats a pretty bold title isn't it. Happiness is so weird you could have all you think you want money, a good looking partner a great place to live but still will not be happy were as someone else who may have nothing can be so happy that they would make make the most privileged of people jealous.

So how can I at the infant age of 25 be enlightened enough to know these secrets ? all I can say is read on and see because you know what I think I may just have it ... well this is not really my enlightened teachings they are from a friend (Jennie) of mine who for some reason is always smiling and not too long ago she shared her secrets with me and now I am sharing it with you I hope you find them enlightening. these ideas are collectively called. "Jens Motivation Diet" if you can master all of it you will as happy as this kitty

These are in order of most extreme to least.

1. Meditate and visualize yourself being happy every morning.
2. Write down Affirmations which are:

• 10 past achievements which you are most proud of.
• 10 things you like about yourself.
• 10 things you are greatfull for.

3. Read and listening to positive material
4. Eliminate people who put strain on your life
5. Stay close to people who inspire, motivate and make you smile.
6. Keep your surroundings beutifull.
7. Eat a healthy diet.
9. Exercise regularly
10. Do not procastinate on important tasks get them done as soon as possible.
11. Plan something awsome to forward to.
12. Dress well.
13. Do something fun in the weekend
14. Live within even below your means.

Now go forth and be a happy puppy.

Dpak
Thanks for reading have a great weekend.

The Story Of My Car Part 7

Ok so we are at the motel bit of the journey. I will warn you before you go any further that this is one of my yucky blogs so if you don't wanna know then please skip this blog and I promise there will be no more diarrhea or vomiting stories but if you are going to stick around and read this blog then its cool its actually a pretty good story.

I will start with the guy at the counter he was absolutely sure that brother had booked into the motel a few time before which was not likely because we had not been 500 km near the place ever before so as far as we know my brother has a look alike.

Before we could get into our room we had to lock the bloody car. The car gets locked wirelessly with a button on the key whenever the car got locked (plus have the alarm engaged) or unlocked it would make high pitched clicking noise and if unattended for a minute the cars alarm would click on without locking and if opened it would engage the cars noisy alarm. We did not know how to work the cars noisy alarm/lock system and Andrew had neglected to tell us how this is done. We clicked and put off the alarm so many times in trying to get things in and out of the car that I heard one of the other motel patrons who were probably sleeping already yell out in frustration I am sure if we had been at any longer that we would have had a confrontation with our neighbors but my brother did figure out how the alarms worked before it was too late.

With us finally getting to the room I was quite sick like my joints felt heavy and my insides felt like they were full of sludge again on my sickness scale I was back up to an 80% I just wanted to get to a bed pass out but I was way too uncomfortable to do any of that so the first thing i did was go into the toilet and try and get this crap out of me now this was really funny because I was having explosive diarrhea and I am not even exaggerating the description and I would normally want to keep that private but the door in this motel room was thin as so as far as I know my neighbors could hear it too and for some god forsaken reason I could not stop laughing so what I did was whenever i exploded a big one it would be followed by a big laugh. When I was done my brother was like "why were you laughing so hard" and I thought "If my purpose was to detract people from the dumping by laughing then I guess it worked but that was not my purpose I don't know what was so funny".

Ok so I wrote about my diohorea story if any one has problem with that then screw you man at least i have a story to tell I was sick and I will have you know that this was the last time and I have been flushing nice healthy sausages since then :P.

After the toilet I actually felt quite a bit better I did not feel like eating anything but I was doing better I had a shower brushed my teeth and ate some chocolate ( I had to eat something) that was sitting at the motel. The motel had some chocolate, cookies and drinks we started opening everything to taste them all because they all seemed different to the stuff we normally have thinking it was complementary but we later found out that we had to pay for it all and the damn things were so expensive.

I did not need anymore food I just wanted to go to bed now I told my brother that he could take some money from my wallet and go get some food and he said that he did not want to spend anymore of my money which was really sweet of him because he had found my car and put everything else aside to come and take this car home with me and I was not paying him and to think all that he was doing for me did not register to him and that he was worried about spending a little bit of money of mine to get food was very cool. He did not have much money of his own so after a bit of convincing he took some money and went on his way to find a KFC using the trustee GPS. After he left I was left pondering how lucky I am to have my brother because he is just so awesome in so many ways and my life would be so much less without him.

And with those thoughts I fell asleep and I must have slept 10-12 hour straight and this nap was exactly what I needed because the next when I woke up my sickness was almost totally gone and after my brother got up and we paid it was time to continue our journey but we still had car troubles and I will talk about this and our encounters with "The Law" in the next part.

Well you read my yucky blog so as a reward I will get you to admire this picture of Megan the Fox but boys don't admire too long because if your lady finds out you might be in for some pain.


..... Stop admiring, stop it, stop it!
:) :)
Have a great week
Dpak

Are You Like Most Guys? (by Nate Green)

As you may already know I write blogs I also like reading them and one of my favorite bloggers is Nate Green and this is one his best writings:

How do you stack up, Slick?

Most guys are physically weak and only "work out" when they're feeling particularly bad about staying up all night drinking and oogling women they'd never have a chance with.

Most guys spend more money on beer than they do on quality food. (And it's piss-beer, at that.)

Most guys have absolutely no idea what kind of body women find attractive.

Most guys are in debt up to their eyeballs and have no way to get out. They then spend money on frivolous, materialistic crap and end up paying 18% interest on something that cost $9.50.

Most guys who have the means skimp on nice clothing and dress like homeless people.

Most guys don’t have a post-workout shake and still wonder why they're not gaining muscle as quickly.

Most guys can't cook.

Most guys only get laid a couple of times per year. And if it's more, most guys screw the same manipulative, bitchy girlfriend who has their balls in a vise grip.

Most guys sit on their ass all day and waste time watching trashy sitcoms.

Most guys haven't opened a book since high school.

Most guys can't deadlift their own body weight.

Most guys don’t even know what a deadlift is.

Most guys back down when they need to stand strong and make up with bombast and ego when they need to feel worthwhile.

Most guys act tough when they feel threatened.

Most guys work a job they hate.

Most guys live a life they hate, or worse, a life they quietly tolerate.

Most guys are sheep who settle for what was given to them.

Most guys don't know their families well.

Most guys hesitate and miss their chance to talk a beautiful girl.

Most guys don't know what they're doing tomorrow.

Most guys have no idea how good a top-notch bourbon, glass of malbec, or a craft beer really tastes.

Most guys are looking for the bigger, better deal and don't live in the present.

Most guys don't travel outside of their city, state, or country.

Most guys make excuses for everything.

Most guys react to every situation.

Most guys give us a bad name.

Most guys survive.

Don't be most guys.

Thrive.

I hope you dont mind me borrowing your blog Nate I did buy your book :D

The Story Of My Car Part 6

With the GPS fired up we started heading home. We expected to be driving along the coastline when we drove back because that is what it looked like in Google maps but it seemed like we were fairly inland so unfortunately we were not able to have the cool trip we imagined but we did see some really awesome things like the Big Banana, sugar cane fields it reminded me a lot of Fiji the place were we were born, I even saw a Fiji style bus, cattle, and trees whose leaves and branches had fallen so far to the side that the trunks were completely covered.

But anyway back to the journey Andrew was kind (or forgetful) enough to leave a really cool CD full of old rock and pop songs with great base sounds that we could listen to through the massive speakers that the car had ... that Andrew has good taste in music. My brother way initially worried that listening to music like this would run the battery dead however on inspection we discovered that the cars battery system was done up as well so that the car could use a big sound system without worrying about our battery going dead. The batteries did however need to be filled with water which was no problem the GPS showed exactly were we could find a Bunnings from were we bought our distilled water and filled our batteries and now we could listen to the sweet loud music all the way home.

Now we were relying pretty heavily on the GPS devise because the maps we printed off google maps were pretty much useless because you need a point of reference before you could plot a map and we had a turn by turn map but we had no idea were we were on it. It was not long before the GPS started losing power which would not have been a problem because I had bought a car charger with me however Andrew again had neglected to mention that the cars cigarette lighter did not work. Luckily we had two GPS devises one that I had bought and the other one was in my brothers phone. Because we could not leave these things on all the time we just turned them off and looked at them on occasion if we needed a coffee stop or to find out how long we still had to go this system worked out alright for us however there was about a half hour or so during the trip that we had traveled in the wrong direction.

We were trying to get to a motel that we had booked the day before however after a few hours of driving it was getting dark my brother had started yawning which is really bad when you are driving long distances and I was actually getting sick again so we just picked a random motel on the way ( there were tons of motels around we probably passed more motels then service stations). Unfortunately the motel we picked was really expensive I think it was $150 a night and the next motel a few minutes away was only $70 we found this out in the morning but it does not matter just a few extra bucks.

Before we checked in to the motel I called home and told them how I was doing they were understandably quite worried about me but I was better then the day before. I also called work since I had left a bit abruptly and my boss picked up the phone and he was downright hostile I just wanted to know how the gym was doing and if everything was Ok in my absence which it was however he snapped at me and ended the conversation quickly I probably should not have bothered as I had other troubles. My boss was upset with me but I knew he would forgive me as soon as I got back and kept making lots of money and whenI got back he did not bother me about my trip so he is alright.

Now the motel was probably the highlight of this trip as we got to piss off some folk have some explosive diarrheas and deal with an uncoaprative car amongst other things I will write about all this in my next blog.

Thanks for reading have a good one
Dpak

The Story Of My Car Part 5

When I arrived in Ballina I was Quite alright my sickness was mostly gone what I had to do now was find the car make sure it was OK register it and take home.

Finding the car was not too difficult Andrew knew what we looked like as I had sent pictures of myself and my brother to him earlier in the week, a quick call later we were in front of the car and the pictures that I had seen on eBay did not do it justice it was gorgeous.

The thing that had impressed me the most was the picture on the hood it was so detailed like I could see the trees in the background, the moon was detailed, the clouds had different textures to make it look real, the howling wolf was so detailed that different colors of its fur and shadows were easy to see even the inside of the wolfs mouth was detailed. The other things that impressed me was the cars white interior which at that time I thought was leather( it actually was vinyl). The Subs the car had were bigger then anything I had ever seen and the rims, the gear knob, meter display that lit up blue and green, .... it was pretty awesome.

Though there was a lot that was good with the car there was also a lot wrong with the car at the time I only noticed the scratches, the damaged lights, torn seats and damaged body kit but there was more . All these things I was happy with as well because I did not just want a ready made car, I wanted a car that I could do some work on, something i could, could get my hands dirty with, learn things from and lucky ( or unlucky depending on your point of view) for me the cars problems would eventually turn out major dramas but I will talk more about that later.

With the car in front of me we went on to check and see if everything was good with the car. We had a check list that we went through and this checklist included things like lights, oil leaks, breaks, gears etc. Everything checked out we test drove the car to the R.T.A. in Ballina with me sitting at the back and my brother and Andrew sitting in the front ( seems like he did not have to go to work after all). Andrews brother followed us in a car beside us.At the RTA I filled out the relevant papers and the car was mine once this was done I gave Andrew his check and we parted ways.

Now it was time for us to drive the car home but first we had to straighten the damn seat. The seat on the passenger side of this car is damaged and its adjusting levers need to be pulled in a certain way to make it lock in place and Andrew neglected to mention how is this is done( there is actually quite a few things he neglected to mention) to us before he left so the two of us struggled with the seat for a while before we eventually did something to lock it in place and then we could start driving.

The first thing we did when we could start driving was turn on the GPS and find a place to eat and we found a McDonald's. Now I had been sick for a while and a couple of hours earlier I would not have considered putting anything solid in my mouth but I was felt like I could handle it now and thankfully I could because the meal did not come back up( it just went down :)... more later). We had also bought a couple of cakes as celebration of us getting the car however the cakes were pretty yuk so we only took a couple of bites and left em be.

Once we were done eating I called the NRMA to get my car insured and this was cool because the girl was taken aback by everything I told her about the car I told her we had:

• Air brushing
• Custom plates
• 17 inch chrome rims
• Sound system
• Leather interior
• None stock rear lights
• Special LED light up display
• Lowered with sports suspension
• Body kit
• Pod filter
  

And as we were telling the girl all these things about the car we were asking each other "what else does this car have" and we mentioned other minor things like the tints and the special gear knob. When I asked to have it insured one way she was really surprised because she figured I would wanna insured it fully and she was even more surprised when I valued the car at only 10 grand.

With the car insured it was finally time to start heading home and boy do I have some stories about our trip home you all are just going to have to wait and see what the rest of my adventures were.

Thanks for reading again.
Dpak

I was on T.V.

Thats right I am a TV star.... mopping floors :)



I should write about how I got this gig I will do that in a later blog but for now try to find me in the ad I am in it for less the a second.

Cheers

The Story Of My Car Part 4

Now were did I leave this story ... ahh yes the plane trip. again I will say if things like vomiting make you uncomfortable then skip this blog. If you are not skipping this blog then lets talk about the plane trip.

I had stayed in the toilet a while and I had not eaten anything that day but the 15 minutes I was waiting to get into the plane all I could think about was finding a toilet so that I could throw up because the Gatorade I had taken wanted to come back up but thankfully I was able to distract myself long enough to get a seat on the plane and when I was seated I felt better then when I was walking. I distracted myself by trying to find more brown people that were going to be traveling with us turns out me and my brother were the only terrorizers on the plane there was a black dude but but he was not a terrorizer it was just us too.

There was a half hour extra were we sat on the plane because they were waiting for passengers that had not arrived yet and that was a bit stressful because Andrew had told me that he needed to get back to work as soon as he gave me the car and this extra delay was gonna seriously screw up our schedule I really did not wanna be anymore stressed. Anyway after the plane took off it was cool I distracted myself by talking to my brother about the air hostesses who happen to be really "fine" and by looking at the little GPS TV in front of us that showed the position and speed of the plane relative to were we were going the thing that was the most conversation was the fact that we were going 500km/h when while driving we only ever get to 100 as our max speed.

Just before we had to land the Gatorade had to come out I was sitting in between some dude and my brother throwing up onto a complete stranger was less acceptable then throwing up on my brother at least that was the thought I had when I took the seat I neglected to mention that to my brother. Not that i had to throw up on anyone because motion sickness was an expected thing on the a plane and we were given bags to throw up in. I did not throw up in the bag just because 30 seconds before I had to pass my insides out the one of the cute air hostesses passed by and I asked her if I could use the toilet and she said O.K. So I got up ran to the back of the plane with everyone looking at me but I did not care cause it would have been a lot more embarrassing and trouble if i threw up half way to the toilet or even funnier still if I threw up on someone. I got to the toilet and as soon as closed the door and turned around I threw up...... so close.

That was not the end of it you see in my haste I had thrown up into the little sink they had instead of the toilet. what I had passed out was quite interesting for like 2 seconds because what the stuff was just a red liquid which made sense because I drank red Gatorade but it was oily like thick oily now if I was some sort of doctor or tummy expert I would probably know what that was about but I'm not so I was pretty fascinated but anyway my fascination only lasted two seconds because the damn thing was not going down the sink. Luckily I had run to the toilet with the bag that they gave us for motion sickness and I used that to transfer the stuff from the sink to the toilet it was quit an inefficient system because this was just a paper bag.

As I was doing the cleanup the captain announced that we all needed to get back to our seats because the plane was going to be landing and someone outside was knocking at my door because they had to pee ... I only left after I had cleaned the place properly eventhough the girl knocking at the door was quite upset but i could not leave the mess for someone else to clean.

When the plane did land I was actually feeling pretty alright that last throw up had probably taken 90% of whatever it was my body was trying to get rid of and i would say on my sickness scale I was down to a 2 not that all my troubles were over we were in Bellina now but we still had to drive home and if you wanna know about the rest of our adventures you are just gonna have to wait for part 5.

Well you read through this yucky blog again so I am going to have to leave with a picture of another dude I have a man crush on:

How do I have a man crush on him you ask ... mate how can I not look at him his Hugh friggin Jackman the sexiest man alive and his wolvarine and his got massive guns and pecs and shoulders and...... beard :D

Deepak