Part 5. The way to do things (Tuesday)

Yesterday, I had loads of fun washing my car in the lazy Tuesday morning. Have been sooooo lazy I tell ya. Kept harping that I need to wash I need to wash.. But never gotten around to do it. (but then again.. I did wash it last week… but I need to be habitual you see….)
Now I will put in my best efforts not to be lazy and make it a habitual thing.

Last time I used to grumble.. that its such a stupid thing to take care and maintain the car.. esp when I want to sell it off after 4 years.. I mean why maintain it so well when you are going to let it go? And why should one be so dedicated and be a slave to a machine?

My washing habit:
I would just spray at it at full pressure (to wet the car and remove the dirt), soap it casually, rinse it once again at full spray, and dry it even more carelessly.

This time round, I dunno what got into me. (maybe it was my brother’s presence… He was washing his car next to me..and he has the habit of always niaoing me when ever I was doing something…)
Anyway, instead of spraying at my car aimlessly, I decided to be meticulous and purpose full. I sprayed very gently and using my hands, I would try to wipe away the dirt and grime..
This was when I accidentally sprayed at my bros car.. hehe..

Then came the part where I had to soap the car.
Nothing special here. Just a super foamy and wet sponge to cover every crevice and cranny of the exterior parts of the car… got my topless self wet in the process.. Feels shoik man.. Under the morning sun with foamy car wash on ya! Haha.. Dodge ball came to mind.. Queer…

And instead of unpurposefully spraying away the soap, I took special care and consideration to spray away the soap, and spraying into the cracks and joints to make sure all the soap were flushed out. I’m good aren’t I?

Anyway when it was time to dry the car, and instead of just drying it on the surface, I opened up all the doors and bonnets, boot, fuel tank compartments, and dried all the seams and seals.. I made sure every part was dry.. Except maybe the under carriage, and in between the engine components, and the rims and the tires etc etc… But the whole idea was, I took care and effort to dry the parts as best as I could. I’m really good!

And it gets better! Besides cleaning the interior of the car, I took a pair of tweezers from my room and removed all the tiny bits that were such under the rubber seals, as well twigs and leaves that were trapped in the engine compartment.

Yah la yah la.... atll is sooooo ‘good’.. Soooooo what?
The point I’m trying to put across here is not that I’m good. But in being meticulous, diligent, patient.. It makes you feel GREAT!
I felt so proud of myself and my efforts!

Although it drizzled later and ruined all of my best efforts to keep my car clean and shiny..
Its in the effort and love you put into the little things you do that makes you feel great.



It’s not the outcome, nor the purpose or the ends that makes a man, or success that makes a man great.
Its in the little things he does, in every day chores, no matter big or small, done in temperance, patience, meticulous, diligence that makes him consistent and true to himself.
It is in consistency and truth that reflects upon a person’s character, his stature, his soul.

It is in the way he carries himself in everyday activity and deeds that determines a person’s worth.
Though no one may take notice in his efforts.
Try as he may, others may be blinded by the results. People are judged by their ends, rather than their means.

For this man, sometimes he succeeds. Sometimes he fails. But with each failure, he doesn’t give up. He doesn’t give in to peoples’ rejection, nor peoples taunting of being a loser and a failure. He remains steadfast in his beliefs, his ideals and his dreams.
Though he may stop to rest, to recompose, to reorganize;
He picks himself up ultimately and with the tenacity of a fighter, he doesn’t turn his back on who he is, and tries again, when the time is ripe.

Moral of the story?
Although it drizzled after all my painstaking efforts of washing the car,
I will not get
pissed,
angry,
fedup or
give up getting my car truly clean.
I shall wash it again when the time is right.

;)

About $$$$
This morning (Wednesday) I asked my mom about the outcome of my ‘future tuition kids’. She says they haven decided if they need a tutor.. Sigh.. Dammit.. I’ve decided.
I’m willing to teach them maths.
I will die die take up the textbook to learn my math from scratch.
And I’ll charge them half price off normal rates because of my “incompetence”.
It’s up to them if they wanna take the risk of hiring me!
I’ll can only promise to do my best if they do accept me.



Likewise I’ll say this to the girl of my dreams.
It’s a risk to be with me.
I can only promise to do my best.
If you are willing to accept me.
One things for sure, I won't give up!


Just heard the song Love will keep us alive over the radio.
Bah!
I say: Hope will keep me alive.
Keeping my fingers crossed!