A New Year...
It could be half a decade ago since I last touched roller blade. It was supposed to be a cycling trip at bishan park but it ended up to become a roller blading session. I learnt how to walk with that pairs of 4-wheels shoes, how to stand up when I fall and how to go abit faster. That sounds like an infant learning how to walk. Fell and stand up but no injury. In life, when we fell down, scars will always be there. Anw, after blading, we had an expedition around bishan park area, climbing over fences(caught by the petrol kisok anuty), drinking peel fresh juices and walking under the rain before we had our dinner. Went icekimo for a talk-crap session. I remembered the two cushion seats. I remembered what we ordered. Memories. Nevertheless, it was a fun day out.
New year eve was spent having steamboat at JS house. We bought alot of food and ate alot. Voices and laughter filled the kitchen. It was like a reunion dinner. After the clock strike 12 and a few minutes after 08 started, we went down to play sparkles and even volleyball and netball at the carpark. A unique way to start a new year isnt it.
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