INLINE FANATICS?

Recently,i have taken up the exhilarating, high-adrenaline inline skating. Actually, i call it blading more of inline-skating. Does the former sounds more cool? i dont know, but apparently, the latter is the more accurate term. The technicality shall not be elaborated here, having more than my fair share of cheem words pouring out from the sales lady as she recommended various pairs of blades for my youngest bro. I can only say, her style of promoting doesn work for me. For her, she doesn believe that customers are always right. However, to be fair, i would say she's professional and she does her homework right. She knows her stuffs. So, that's also probably why my bro ended up leaving the shop with a brand new pair of powerslides (blades) geared with guards and ready to FLY!

Being the daredevil and confident little smug that he's always been, blading aint much of a chore for him even if he last blade... erm. dunno when. It dawned on me, how confidence easily help one to overcome any obstacles.. *if one sees them as obstacles in the first place*. The way he manoveured, picked himself the moment he fall, with no screams, no fear in the eye and all out to learn is indeed comforting. THis is made even more encouraging.. when MY MOM, yes... my superb MOm picked up blading the day before !!!=) Imagine!, i had my doubts as she put on my K2 VELocity Blades.. *just for dramatic effect* and took her first BABY steps. It was such an endearing and special moment in my life as ME.. hooey, helped my mum with her baby steps. Holding on to her, i momentary became the care-giver, instructor to the Caregiver of my life. Very special moment indeed.=) Of cos, this unexpected move of hers resulted in DOubts.. casted upon her from pop, sis.... and me. Her HUBby aka my DAD's disapproval was Obvious as he shook his head and gave her a warning. My supermum( yeah, to me she's super) however, believed nothing is too hard for her... even the ground. So the story goes, she fell and hurt her elbow and we took her to the hospital to check just incase. i'm Extremely guilty cos i left her a short while to grab a drink and she fell. very bad of me. So, while she herself is guilty for not heeding the advice of her spouse and hurting herself, i was guilty for even allowing her on my blades. This guilt trip lasted as long as the trip to the hospital and the wait for the doctors to finish their dinner ( went to the medical clinic) and for my mum and sis to come out of the diagnosis' room before my mum declared that she.. is fine!=) THe doC even encouraged her to go BLADING.. next week!!!! WAH, the doctor himself blade... so much for this craze. of cos we kept this piece of information from DAD, he prob will warrant a certificate of insanity to the doc and stripped him of his practice for giving inappropriate advice! haha... funky doctor if u asked me. Apparently he's also middle age and yup, still full of energy and laughter!

So much for blading that i co-erced my gambai to buy blades.. she's still bidding her time, think she want to weigh the pros and cons. My sis is also one person i added to that list. Persuaded her but NOPE, she wants to think through. I mean. .. i admire her determination to be able to withstand temptation... and endless persuasion from her sis. Sibling pressure if u ask. hiaks. hunnywenny has also borrowed blades from her sis to go blading with the justians should the ocassion arise. sEE? everyone is psyched up to go Blading!!! cool right?Soon, everyone will get to noe each other and we can just go blade as and when we like.. cos we'll bump into people we know! * alright i noe i been using excessive amounts of "!" still Hyped up*

yeah... end of the day.. i think i'm one crazy nut.

There will be days when u simply feel like

i....

er hmm... this is slightly embarrassing. with the first or the last entry written on 23 mAy, i sure have been away for eons. so much for updating. Excuses aint going to work here.. Hey, i'm not going to come up with excuses for coming up my blog so here goes the second entry.

well, hesitating whether to rack my brain and recall what i have been doing during the time lapse. Not that i haven been doing much, had my share of shopping( a tad hard when the most important element is missing.. $) , meeting up with squadmates, interviews (2 to date. 1 down), spending time with the big screen ( magasdascar, monster-in law) with ruffy. Blading and oh yeah, a trip to WIld wild wet.. which happens to be a first for me. ( A place where i've been waiting to go for like the longest time.. since it came up which i reckon i was a teen). Right, i know and i shall not attempt to deny that i'm no longer a teen. Full-fledged adult with two years flapping. BOOHOO, that sounds depressing alright. like macham u pay for something, and still got small change left but which unlike this case... the former is awfully unwanted.

oh, before the scar disappears.. which i highly doubt so. (sad) i have a distorted fat Nike wound. yes.. u heard it right. so much for being sporty that i fall with a nike wound on my elbow. Imagine. Thanks to the blading khakis... shannie mostly, she did a superb job attaching a few plasters ( wound dressings.. whatever) so that it fits the whole entire area.HAHA! it's been a long long time since i fell. A good and bad thing i think... Good, cos it either mean i've been taking such good care of myself, or that i have been a hermit, devoid of all desires to hang out.. i mean with the hot scortching sun, the sticky yicky yucky perspiration... and let;s not forget there is a reason how i earn my nick name... the sun sure hasn been a very nice friend to me. BUt heck, before i start work.. it's time to get tan and just play. FALL so be it... i wont want to die without a scar. yes.. chick digs scars * abit irrelevant here* but hey, a scar serves a living.. erhem monument of what one been through. Thinking of which.. i believe all of us have our fair share of scars. Be it on the physical or emotional aspect. ( note: author's emotional covers spritual.. anything that cannot be seen)=p

Hmm... all those just on WHY it's good that i had that scar. WOW, some kinda self-delusional crap to hide the shame of me falling.. which was indeed a result of a silly stance ruffy would noe.=)

Bad thing i fell... was AH DUH. WHO THE HECK wants a distorted OBESE nike scar that's .. on further inspection actually whitish pink now.... which will make a very nice colour for a top if not for the fact that it clashes with my complexion.

haha.. so much for my wound. See how oblivious i am to the surroundings once i'm .. hurt? haha.

okokie i could have elaborated more on the pus and blood but surely there's no need to add the bacon and cheese into the blog. HAHA.

okie, let's see what else i've been up to. oh, for people who have been reading and find the names unfamiliar.. i've kinda helped u guys/girls come up with nicks which u all are probably familiar with. Have i mentioned i used nicknames for my friends in my mobile? haha, if u think i'm talking about u but not too sure.. well, u can call me to verify but i'm sure with your intelligence and my apt descriptions the guessing won't take up too much of your time.hehe

i'll be back to update more of what's happening. need to recharge.. FOOD TIME!

hooey