Why I Write ...

Purely as a form of expression to the emotions that run riot in my life at different junctures. This blog has seen several title revisions that also reflect the state of being and evolution I am constantly in. If one were to remain stagnant in hope of never changing their temporal present, one will awaken someday to much regret. Life is about living, evolving and adapting to the constant changes all around us.

My spot on the web is essentially a journey along with my monologue ramblings of my coherent mind accompanied by the incoherent thing called life. Read me if you like ... if you don't it is not the end of the world. I am at the very least a believer in humility lifts us further than pride.

Happy trails

7 February 2009

The Aftermath Of Charles ... Feb 07, 2009

Okaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy I am officially poorer now thanks to the hole Charles put in my pocket this last 4 weeks.

What did yesterday morning's fiasco cost me? RM472 to be exact. No simple clip to hold the hose deal ... NO WAY!

When Charles acts up, Charles REALLY ACTS UP ...

What then was the crisis causer? This is what the mechanic of a friend of mine whom I called in SOS said to me was the cause. The fan was not working - change fan and fan bracket ... about RM250 he said. After more digging around he calls me back no need to change fan, bracket needed to be changed and some wiring tinkling - saved me 100 bucks.

Next tragedy, radiator casing cracked - changed that 85 bucks.

Thermostat not working - change that another 75 bucks on the that ... me is thinking ok ok this getting painful now ...

Then 80 bucks on labour ... 28 bucks for the radiator cap and another 54 bucks for something I cannot remember what it was and the grand total to the hole in me tragically empty pocket was RM472.

I opened my wallet pulled out my budget for the month toll and petrol on cash basis and almost cried me a river ... just in the middle of Jan, Charles cost me RM1500 on brake discs pads pumps and a full on service and balancing and alignment ... - that itself was my entire months toll and petrol cost.

I think the relationship is breaking down .... or rather Charles is breaking down way way too often to give me any comfort level.

And although I'm a firm believer of death do us part .... I'd hate to end up dead because Charles blew up one fine day because something else in him kaput at the most in opportune moment (errrr for those wanting to get me out of the picture : DON'T EVEN THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY WITH THIS DASTARDLY PLAN .... I got me ass covered good on this one, you'd be the first hauled up for questioning :)) ... no C4 Altantunya demise for me ahahahahah cos am a smart cookie :))

My dream car the Swedish hottie that believes in REVolvoLUTION is still not within my humble hands reach .... so I might have to settle for a Perodua or Proton .... cheaper spare parts and maintenance ... although I hear the Chevrolet is giving 9 years 0% interest installment and higher trade in ... I could trade Charles in for scrap metal I know being a Korean KIA ... absolutely worthless in the second hand car market in Malaysia.

I'll tell you this though ... the day I go my separate ways with Charles, I can bet you, I'll be wailing like I lost my best friend and lover - my man ... you know what I mean???? Charles and me, we been through alot these years since Sept03 .... and he's been there silent and embracing me in my lowest moments.

The countless teary sobbing wailing drives he's soothingly purred to as I tried to speed away my pains and worries. If anything, it is this bond of silence shared that makes me find all sorts of excuses why I won't change me Charles boy and I keep fixing him and spending a fortune on keeping him road worthy even when to all best intentions 270+K miles is a bit much for my boy in 65months of road use.

I am having an inner tussle now ... do I or don't I get a new car and start anew ... or do I put my faith in Charles and his endless list of woes and my buddy Big G in the Sky to keep me safe from harm as I hurtle back and forth daily to earn an honest living to raise my girls.

Dilemma no doubts ... any advice anyone? In the mean time Charles and me are on an uneasy truce ... fingers crossed all stays calm in the future.