Redemption

Hello!! It's finally that time of the week which I have come to love so much: WEEKEND! I just came from a shower after watching TV. Watched Transformers 2 with Kat, then continued watching a few episodes of Hana Yori Dango.

Ok. Because of the seriously lousy Bicycle=Flying post, I need to redeem myself. Though, come to think of it, my posts aren't that great anyway. Looks like I'll be trying desperately to redeem myself for the next few years or so. Haha. Anyway, yes. I really think that riding a bicycle is like flying. You go by so much faster than walking. When you look below you, the road you are riding on just wooshes past you so fast, and the wind is just blowing your hair back, cooling your face. It's excellent. I think this reason is also why I love ice skating/ roller blading so much. I'm not any good (at both), don't get me wrong. But I just get so excited whenever I'm going skating. And also thankful to have been blessed with a center of gravity that is normal. =D

Speaking of roller blading, for ACE the past Wednesday, which is also the last ACE ever, we went to Bayswater for roller blading. Lunch was catered. You had a choice of Hot Dog Bun or Chips. Both were quite ok. I know you might be thinking: Chips?! Only chips for lunch?! But the chips were quite big and they gave a nice amount. I chose the Hot Dog Bun of course, it was good. =D The lunch came with a cup of soft drink.

Anyway. Roller blading. As some of my friends will know, every time I go ice skating (or wax skating, which is the case back home), I NEVER fall. It's not that I'm such a great skater or possess some natural skill, it's because every time I slip, I always seem to be able to catch myself. And ever since I've mastered skating, (as in learn how to skate properly, not do tricks and twirls and things like that) I've never ever fallen. Not once. (HAHA to Angela!!! =P =P)

Well. During ACE, the skates we were given were good skates. They weren't like that seriously lousy, cheap ones back home which left marks on your legs and, worse, stank of the smell of FEET + DEODORANT, they were nice and comfy.

The whole day was quite fun. Though I realized how little Asian guys know how to skate. Seriously. In the middle of the day, I was there skating along at a moderate speed because I was talking to a friend who was at the edge of the rink. Then suddenly someone whammed into me. Seriously. I thought it was a friend pushing me or something because he held onto/pulled me as if needing support/wanting me to fall. I lost balance and tried desperately to regain it and then my foot slipped and that was it. I crashed onto the floor. It hurt! My butt!!! And the impact was hard enough that my head felt like it was hit too. Seriously p.a.i.n! I looked behind my shoulder and there he was. The guy who made me fall. Brad. He was on the floor too. (Haha to that). He said sorry and I just shook my head with that 'ouch' expression still on my face, which meant 'it's no big deal', not 'what's wrong with you' shake. Haha. So yea. It took me about two seconds to brace the pain I felt in my butt and head, then I stood up. Gah. Wince!!!

Well. I have a bruise on my butt now. Hurts when I lean against walls. Haha. It's all good now. It's definitely momentous! My first fall ever! Oh well. Too bad it was over here rather than with everyone back home who knew it was my first ever time falling. Sigh. I still felt really excited going skating. Whee! Looking forward to go again next time. =D

Many thanks to Kel who taught me how to skate. =D I remember we had about 3 or 4 pairs of roller blades at home, all different sizes. I remember Kel and Kimberly (cousin) teaching me outside my house. It was really fun. We kept laughing about falling down, we never really thought much about it I guess. Now we don't use the skates anymore, I don't even know if it's still at home. But thinking of the time when I learnt how to skate makes me think of some quote from a movie/book. It said something along the lines of how when we were young, we didn't know what to feel, we just reacted to our surroundings. When we fell, we looked at our parents. If they were laughing, we would think everything was alright and we laughed too. But if they had worried expressions on their faces, then we would cry. Hmm.

Well. Thanks Kel! Here are two pictures I dedicate to you in my gratitude. BUAHAHAHA.

ROAR!!!!!!!!!!!!! BTW, not mine, from Deviantart. =D Nice work!