Friday, March 11, 2011

#2: Don't Worry, I Wheel Come!

The weather was absolutely wonderful today!

It's been cloudy throughout with a light drizzle thrown in and maybe some decorative fog here and there.

Don't you just love Fridays? I sure do!

Heck, I was born on it, hahaha.

Nonetheless, things got more interesting after the sun went down.
Just now actually.

As I was sitting in front of my laptop in my room surfing the web, one of my friends called, asking if I have a car jack. One of the tires of his car was punctured when he drove through a big pothole on a bad road!


I have no idea what that a car jack is.

In fact, I don't know anything about cars except for driving it, hahaha.

Okay, for you out there who's a car dummy like me, a car jack is a piece of metal--I found it to be blue in color so far--that you put under a car to raise it, usually used for tire-changing purpose.

It took me a while to identify the car jack hidden under a spare tire in the bonnet, but it was there along with other tools.

This would be my first time to rummage through under the bonnet, heheh.

When the things needed were found, I drove to the scene, which wasn't very far away from where I live. A short drive, and I saw my friend standing beside his vintage car.

We got to work, though I had no idea what to do.
But he does. Sort of.

Anyway, everything was fine; we raised the car using the car jack and he started to unscrew the tire rim. No rocket science there. We were going to replace to punctured tire with a spare one.

When things about to look peachy it turned out that the forth screw is smaller than the other three, and we don't have the necessary tool!
I only have some kind of a L-shaped wrench with a screw head on the end, but at the moment we needed an X-shape wrench.
My friend and I became restless, wracking our brain for some kind of solution. All the tools didn't fix.

Left with no other option, my friend called his cousin to come and help. We're lucky that this one cousin is good with cars and have everything that we need for the tire change.

In about fifteen minutes later, the cousin came and took a look at the car jack. He told us that we had put the thing upside down!

No wonder the car jack looked awkward, hahaha.

The cousin then changed the car jack and proceeded with the tire change. The last small screw was unscrewed with ease.

After that, we took out the spare tire from my friend's bonnet and the cousin straight away fitted it in the round disk thing and tried to screw all the four screws back in.

But things went south as the spare tire was too big for the round disk!

One thing, after another. It was kind of funny how bad things keep happening to my poor friend.

I can't imagine if I were to be in his place. Huh.
I would have panicked.

But fortunately the cousin himself has one spare tire--I think everyone who owns a car do--so we tried to match it with his.

...It didn't fit either; the tire was big too!
Now we were at a loss.

But I remember I have a spare tire too!

Catching on, the cousin suggested that my friend borrowed my spare tire first. If my tire doesn't fit too, we will have to leave his car there and come back tomorrow morning.

It's almost one in the morning now in the dark road.
My spare tire is our last hope!

Without wasting much time, we took my spare tire out of my car and put it into the disk.

It... matched perfectly!

So, that's the story. After the tire change, everything took a 360 degree change for the better.

It has been educational for me; if I wasn't there I would still have no general idea how to change tires.

p/s: All that tire-changing doesn't look hard. It looks easy even. Hahaha. Who am I to say.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

#1: Good Morning!

Hello.
My name is Zaqwan Badley. You can call me Jan.


It's not really morning right now, but I feel like saying it, hahaha.

I love mornings, they feel pure and simply magical!


So that is why the blog is named "Magical Morning"!

I have created blogs before this, but something feels off. I just don't know what that is.
Probably because I feel obliged to write the posts as interesting as possible and at the same I feel the need to be careful of what I wrote.


There's no more authenticity, no more life, no more autonomy.

I yearn for freedom. I don't want to be confined anymore.


So I will get it. So it will be.

p/s: That feels good.