I've been working on a school course this week. All about reading boring texts and summarizing them. Dull, dull, dull. One thing that you learn in my school is the usefulness of the Net and how to use copy-paste. I can assure that I know how to use it.
Last Thursday I went to Pohjanmaa with my sister and got our grandmother to visit us. We actually saw our cousins, whom we haven't seen in year and a half, and before that no one knows. We came back on Friday. Yesterday my sister took granny back home. My dog was down since people were leaving her. A little while later I dressed up and started to leave. My dog was so down that it took me a while to get her on the leash so she wouldn't run away while I was gone. Well, confident that everything was right, I headed to my car. Most of my friends know my lovely car, Audi. The one that broke down last summer, again, and didn't start without a new battery. Well, I sat in the car, put on the belt and turned the key.
Nothing happened.
I turned it again.
Nothing happened. Only this ANNOYING noise was telling me that the car thought that there is something wrong with oil. A disbelieve filled me as my gaze turned at 11:00. There stood the bright, yellow, third, Opel Corsa, with the right wheel. Not just a wheel that is right to turn and the car moves, but the wheel that is actually on the right side of the car. Not the left as the sensible people use.
So, back inside the house to get the key and then into the bright, yellow, third, right wheeled car. And vóila, it started. Then a little tug and turn and off we go. My dog looking at me as though I was breaking her heart.
Just after I'm off the yard my gaze turns to look at the gasoline meter. Oh, how red the world can look like. Do I even have the money? I need cash, do I ever have cash with me? NO!! Well, luckily, I had some money with me. So, of to the station. Just when I get out of the car and go to put the money into the machine, it's starts raining, and its really raining. So, I'm wet when I clime back into the car and off to shopping.
This Corsa actually has some benefits, even though it's right wheeled. It's got an automatic transmission. Last summer I had the opportunity to use my bosses automatic transmission car, and after a fashion, I could say, that I managed it. Problem was, that every time I was driving it, I felt sick. The car smells somewhat for smoke. It's not actually so bad, if you keep the window open. Well, Corsa has the same problem. Only, it smells twice as bad. I think the windows is also some what curved too much, that combined that with the smoke and the right wheel and being pissed, it kind of makes you sick. Thankfully, it stopped raining so I could open the window and breath some.
When I finally got home (wasn't gone that long), my dog was jumping and barking. I had to pull her a bit back so I could release her from her leash. I guess she though I'd leave her too.
Anyway, I've almost finished my course, which is only 3cr, and I don't even get a grade, and it's all about reading and cope-pasting... And I'm tired. So...
See ye later.
Ps. new pics in Flickr.com...like the half rotten apple.... see the link up in the right bar......
