First time skating (Y)

Two years after graduating from high school, I am sadly not interested in meeting up with my former classmates, except my two best friends. So, when one of them invited me to skate, I can’t refuse right? And, when she invites people that I am not really interested to meet, I still shouldn’t refuse right? I’m not saying that it is not fun, hell, it is damningly fun, and the two old classmates turned out to be better persons that I thought they were.

Everything was fine… until my ass realized it’s affection to the icy ground. And so, here I am, sitting on the bench outside of the ice rink, back completely straight, like I am expecting someone, except I’m not, because I can’t lean on my lower back. And that is when I start realizing something important: the best first date ever, would be the ice skating rink, IF your date is a novice like me. If not, just give up.

It’s very much logical, because, speaking from experience (that I gained just now), holding hands is unavoidable. It is because, idiots like me, get bored easily by simply skirting the rink while clutching on the sides of the rink for our dear lives, we love to wander, and be adventurous. But we can’t do that, with the fear of breaking our bones, so, we hold onto another person. See where is this going?

Furthermore, I’m not sure if this happens to other people, but it happened to me, when we are in the middle of the rink, when the sides are far far away, holding hands might not be enough. In my case, I lost control of my skates and they moved inwards, causing me to twist, to save myself, I hugged my partner, which is my best friend (don’t think too much). Rather sadly for me, this happened to me for more than once. But imagine what if it is a young couple. Just glance at the strings of possibility.

So, this is the time when I start missing my mobile phone, and cursed myself over and over again for suggesting getting a locker. But I swear that I am NOT going back into the rink, unless they dry up the ice again. Aaand I broke my promise to myself in not more than 10 minutes, I’m just that gutsy (restless). 

Just Rants

8/12/2012
So I went to do a blood donation today, like ten minutes ago? Anyway, see, I have got some skin issues, and damn it, I forgot to put on the lotion today. So the guy was like, "oh no, you skin no clear, cannot give, cannot give.." So he meant to tell me that they can't accept my blood, just because 'my skin no clear?!' I'm trying to do good here dude, just take my blood bro! But a no is a no, so I'm right here, sitting in front of my laptop, overfilling with PERFECTLY HEALTHY, AWESOME, LENGEN-wait for it-DARY!(ok, maybe not legendary) blood, it's O (Rh+) by the way, so it's a universal donor, so doctor dude, your loss, your loss. 

Just Rants

8/11/12 
Ok, so I worked today, totally guilty, I should be home studying, blah blah blah. Put that aside, I’ve actually really had a productive day. I met many people, spoke to more (on the phone), and I saw a lot of good looking guys, so I’d call it a day. If in the end, and all those meant nothing, I can still say, ‘hey, I made good money! For real!’ 

Just My Rants

7/15/12
I saw a ‘your boyfriend will never tell you this’ link, and first thought is – “that would be good to know! – If I had a boyfriend.. =.= damn those website that constantly reminding me the saddening truth><

7/18/12
I feel like a paranoid, always glancing at my back, afraid of any sudden movements from the people at my surrounding. It wasn’t like this for me before, but so it has come to this. You think that you know someone, but-you-DON’T. I used to know people after the first few phrases of idle chat, but no longer is it that simple. 

7/22/12
doing the English project paper on compatibility and ideal partner, has allowed me to come across many ‘compatibility horoscope’ tests. As I am now single, like I always have for the past, pathetic, 18 years, I tried to explore the so called ‘compatibility test’. And damn, all of them needs me to have a partner to refer to, that’s sexist you know! 

8/4/12
I once saw an article about decoding dreams, and it said that if we dreamt about a person, that we know, being naked, it means that we want to know about that person’s secret. And so, last night, I had the weirdest dream of fighting zombies with my classmates and, this is the ew factor, they are all naked. Even though that I really do want to know about everyone’s secret (can’t blame me! I’m a curious child!) But seriously, I was deeply disturbed and now fully understand the phrase: what is seen cannot be unseen D: 

8/10/12
it’s a typical Friday afternoon, damn it, it’s hot outside, drowsy inside, but what the heck right? So I just finished surfing my regular web, and mind you, what I’ve been waiting for is still not up yet. I looked to my math text and thought, what not do meth? And my mind recoiled, DO NOT DO METH! And that is the story why I did not finish my math homework. :yaoming: 
P.s. to my understanding, meth is a kinda drug, I hope it is, or it’ll be embarrassing…