Smells Like Mothballs

haay! ive been itching to write an entry for this blog, but i just dont have the time anymore. coz its work work work for me, these couple of days. by saying "work" that did not necessarily mean i'm doing something.. or something progressive that is.

well, i just thought it would be interesting to tell something about my experience today.

you see, im a "virgin" in the automotive world. i have no knowledge of how a car works or how is it mechanically configured in that sense, but it just turned out that today is a starting point for me to begin learning a car's whatabouts and how to troubleshoot incase of... well... trouble! (hope the upcoming movie "cars" can help! haha)

well, back to the main topic... i finished my office shift today, only to find out my car wouldn't start.. or wouldn't click to open its doors either... ofcourse, the panic adreline attacks start rushing up my body, i began to sweat and turn pale..since, like i said.. ive been driving for just about a month now, and the last thing i would like to happen is to bust this friggin car! and yet, i still did.
so, there i was standing at the parking lot, looking really anxious, not knowing where to call help, or who to call. i picked up my cell, which is supposedly my only saving grace slash gadget for me to get some rescue. i dialled, and it told me that i dont have money left in my account... not even a text message is possible!! the timing was impeccable! grabe! just when i started to feel faint and wantng to cry out loud "saklolo!" our most trusted security guard approached me. He was there to converse with me, well, give some words of sympathy.. but that wouldn't help ignite my car now would it? so! its still panicky me!

and then a hope of light arises from the ashes... my officemate glenda, who have this foreign boyfriend, who is parked just beside me... sensed that im getting delirious, and offered help, even if i didn't asked for help. (see the problem with me, is i still dont open my mouth to ask people's help even with the most precarious times... like even if satan is hooking me down to hell! i would still shut up. but thats just me! errk) so he put down his car windows, and a glow of rainbow glistened from his eyes while saying "you need help?" and so i bashfully explained: "my car won't start." and so he went down from his car, and glenda too... and offered to jump start my car with the use of some chords and his car battery... which im still amazed right now as to how it can work that way.. so there... he clipped his batteries to mine.. and gave me power... a sort of a bewildered antelope offering his power to a lifeless shizah, the indian prince for reincarnation. aaaah...the images in my head.

so after a couple of minutes... my car started! and then suddenly my headlights turned on! from then, i already knew the cause of the shut down... i left the headlight open for 5 hours, and it drained my battery to its death. so there... thats the main cause... well...that and my stupidity. like why the hell did i turned on my lights during high noon! oh well, atleast i know how it goes.. a new experience for me... i'll be more vigilant next time. im still up for more challenging obstacles. maybe my second test would be bursting a wheel in the middle of edsa! haha! yikes!now getting through that would be like climbing everest for me.