Mow.

ICE SKATING AT LEISURE PARK

Generally, the rink was bigger than the one at Jurong.
And well, definitely emptier.
BUT IT COSTED LOTS OF $$

It was more or less awesome :D In that span of 2 hours, I managed to almost-perfect the basic skating skills, spin 360 degrees (but slowly), slide backwards, and skate a short distance with one leg.
I guess, it was rewarding, since I finally finally felt the real rythm of ice-skating, that is, not the half-clumsy run-skate, but more of the smoother, longer strokes of the legs.
I liked the turning points.

This time, I could decently skate alongside the really experts without getting off-balance or nervous =)
One time, I was nearby a pro, when i dropped my glove (i don't wear them). I tried to turn back, but couldn't, of course. I only managed to slow down.
I saw, though, this guy bending down to pick it up while skating. He tried to pass it to me, and I tried to grab it, almost succeeded but missed. Pathetically missed.
And I think I almost hit a girl while stretching my hand.
Somehow, amidst that half-forward half-backward movement, I managed to grab it.
HAHAHA. AND, I didn't fall x)

I DID fall afterwards though... why? The ice was watery, slippery, my laces were... flapping?
My back T_T

In any case, I kept on skating despite the shoes digging into my skin (which hurt). I didn't want to waste the money... and my brothers were 'resting'. I skated for them.

That's that then. I improved once again.


We were about to head home then, when it started pouring suddenly. My lovely mother was too 'lady-like' to run in the rain. She turned back towards the mall.
I ran the furthest into the carpark, so I ran the furthest distance back.
As I hit the mall, I slipped. Yes, again.

I fell, on my LEFT ARM. The arm turned numb.
My dad, instinctively tried to lift me up... by the left arm.
I can still remember the pain now =/ Could barely lift it. I hoped, really hoped, I didn't yell.
And thus, I sat there, hugging my poor arm, while typical kiasu people looked on.
I sat there for dunno how long, waiting for the pain to ease.
When it did, I could finally get up.
And as we walked on, I started laughing. I laughed and laughed, I think people thought I was crazy. I laughed cause it hurted. What could I have done, cry? Laughing, I guess, is another of my eccentric ways to cope with difficulties. ["We all have different coping mechanisms" ~ Mr Latiff]
I guess something came out of that horrible fall, because I get chocolate ice-cream to ease the 'shock' I received x)

I wished I had fallen more elegantly though.

My older brother later told me he thought we were trying to pull off a stunt.
He saw me run, slip and fell sideways, on my left arm, while my right arm accidentally knocked half the coffee off the cup on my dad's hands.
My younger brother followed consequently, falling but getting up quickly.
He even said he felt really supreme, because we fell at his feet.
-.-"

My poor arm is still sore right now. Certain things I do, it'll hurt.
My ex-biology brother didn't help at all.
I decided to ignore the saying, "better paranoid than dead", and dismissed the thought of visiting the doctor.
It's only an injury on the nerves.
How bad can it get?

I almost injured my wrist as well, and almost further injure the left arm, when my father yanked me back when I was running away from the white one-piece clothing which he thought would look good on me.

Today, I almost bought hamsters as pets, and almost bought a rabbit as well.
My dad almost bought me a decent pair of ice-skating shoes.
And he almost bought my older brother his own bowling ball.

Today is a big almost.
Like, i almost died...?

T_T
T_T
T_T

But I still love ice-skating.

Untie them, and let them go free.

That was what was said in church. I really liked the long reading today, about people facing many problems. At the end of each case, it would be that phrase above.
It's so meaningful.
Lazarus was mentioned as well... reminded me of the poem Lady Lazarus.
It was said that we often dig our own graves, and roll the stone to block the entrance.
But Jesus will roll the rock away, and let us go free.

-mow-

posted by Michelle @ 7:05 PM