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

Temper Management

Most people would say that getting angry is bad, its wrong, its destructive which is fine I guess because some people take it to the extreme and start killing. I don't think anger is bad I think anger is an awesome emotion it saves you from heart ache and gives you drive to do things to improve your life that you otherwise wouldn't do however it does need to be managed. An example of a place were anger is good is suppose a a girl breaks up with a dude and the dude really likes this chick. In this situation the dude could either be sad or mad now if the dude was sad he would feel sorry for himself, think what is wrong with him, try to do stupid things to get her back, drive like an idiot (you could drive like an idiot when you are mad too I suppose), start drinking, gambling, committing suicide all of which are seriously uncool. On the flip side if the dude got mad...not crazy mad but normal mad he would go home tear up all her pictures, her gifts will go in the trash, he'll be like "yeah its good she broke up with me I got tired of schrewing her anyway", he will go out and find someone new. I would personally would like the guy who gets mad more because I know he is passionate and has fire in his heart, he is resiliant enough to deal with lifes troubles so I know he will be adventurers will try more things and will ultimatelly have a more fulfilled life. On improving my life I have done so many things to improve my life because I was angry. I quit my old job without anywere else to go at the time because I was angry at my boss this lead me to eventually getting a really great job. I got into training because I was mad at being overweight, I have gotten rid of people that were weighing me down, I have made sure I get treated fairly by making people behave and listen to me when they would otherwise ignore me just by getting angry a bit because for some reason people pay more attention to you when you are mad. But anger can't just be pulled out blindly as immediate reactions to situations because you are not harnessing the power of anger then you are just losing it. If you lose it you could do a lot of harm. If a situation makes you angry its best to save the reaction for a while so that you can think. I on occasion have gone home and wrote down the reason why I am so angry just incase I calm down with time I have something to go back to which will give me a boost to make sure a particular situation does not happen again does that make me weird I don't know but if this exercise helps me improve my life I don't care so you should try it too. So thats my speel on anger managmentI hope you enjoyed it . thanks again for reading. If all this managing and harnessing does not work for you then just kick the mother. Deepak

The Story Of My Car Part 3

I ran into some major trouble the day before I went to get my car and luckily my dad was a big help this time and this blog is about that. I will warn you that this post is a bit yukky so if you have been reading my blog you may wanna skip it.

Anyway the night before I was gonna catch a plane to Ballina I don't know what hit me but I got sicker then I had ever been before in my life. I must have thrown up like six times that night. Before I went to bed the afternoon before I was feeling a bit out of it but I thought I just needed some sleep. Now i don't know exactly how it started but I woke up at night and just started throwing up. I would throw up once get a glass of water sit for a while and do it again.

Everyone was asleep at night but my I did manage to wake up my dad with the noise I was making and I was initially annoyed because I thought he would try and stop me from the flight tomorrow but thankfully he was somewhat aware of all the planning I had done earlier so he did not suggest that. The first thing I remember him saying was that it was OK to throw up throw up as much as possible because your body is trying to get rid of something and throwing up in this situation is good, Hearing this was a relief because till that point I was really concerned about what had happened to me and just as he had predicted I felt quite a bit better after a while. He gave me some De-gassing pills and what they basically do is make you burp till your stomach is empty of air now I am not sure if he gave me those to make me throw up more or to relieve me of my sickness but those pills made me throw up some more but eventually i could not vomit anymore. I did not want to ingest anything else but my dad told me that Milo was good for an upset stomach so I had some and that actually made me feel alright and I was able to sleep.

Before I went to sleep my dads warning was that if during my trip I started having diarrhea as well I would have to stop at a hospital and get myself hooked up to a drip machine because losing that much fluid was just too dangerous. Well I woke up early next morning and I had diarrhea and I was going to ignore my dads warning and go anyway and thankfully he was asleep so he had no idea.

I told my brother of the situation 'omitting the part about me having to go to hospital if I had diarrhea' and we were off. I was feeling really weak, I was aching everywhere and my insides felt like it was full of sludge. I did not eat anything that morning I just bought 2 bottles of Gatorade and drank that really slowly because I did not want to throw up anymore. From a scale of 0 to 10 for how bad I was feeling I was at a 7 the night before when I was throwing up and I was at a 9 in the morning. I would get to a 10 when I would be walking too long because I had to sit down recover then if I sat 1 way too long something else would start getting uncomfortable so I had stand for a while then sit back down again. I should mention that despite the fact that I was sick I was actually pretty excited to be going to get my car and I was not so sick that I needed to be bed ridden I could still walk and talk and pretend that I was fine.


A bus and a train trip later we were at the airport with about an hour and half to spare we had given ourselves a lot of extra time in case we got lost but we didn't. I bought my brother some breakfast and I continued sipping on my Gatorade. I found a toilet and preceded to take as much crap out of me as possible because for one thing the plane trip was going to be about two hours long so I did not want anything happening then and also the more crap I took out of me the better I felt.

By the time it got getting onto the plane I would say I was on a 6 on the sickness scale all the toilet time and the Gatorade had helped however the trip to Ballina was not totally uneventful and I am going to tell more on that on the next edition of the story of my car.

Because of the yuky content of this blog I am going to leave you with picture of Keith Hamilton Cobb I got a serious man crush on this dude..... a man crush does not mean I'm gay Richard it just means I think this guy is cool.

Excuses...

I got this one from Alwyn Cosgrove's blog its one of my favorite.