::Back to school
Rode bike to school to collect cert. Got there on time, unfortunately everyone else(Gwen and Evon) was fucking late, ended up sitting on the steps listening to cheerleader songs for 1 fucking hour while watching my bike being watered by a guy with a hose who was trying to water the plants. Ah well, it was dirty anyway. So I didn't care.
When you ride a bike into St Nicks, everyone looks at you like you're some alien from outer space. "Look, there's a cyclist." "Yeah, I've heard of them, but never really seen them before. And one just came into our school 0_o I though only cars come into St Nicks?"
Yeah. No comment man.
Locked bike to a railing behind some potted plants. Then, some guy came and watered it. Then, when I finally wanted to collect it, it got stuck in the potted plant and all the leaves came up and started hitting me on the face. Yeah. No comment man.
Anyway, we (my human friends - not the bike, damnit!) hung out on the climbing frame like oversized monkeys. Gwen kept saying I was a china dance instructor cuz of my hair and my bicycle.
Then, she decided to be an uncle on a bicycle. So she kidnapped my bicycle and rode around. And I was pretty glad cause she helped me take it up the slope in the carpark. Planned to go Macs with them but the sky was an ugly colour and I don't exactly relish the thought of cycling home in the pouring rain, no matter how romantic that may sound. It is not romantic. It's just uh...wet.
Went home. Road was fucking empty, like 1 car every 7 seconds. There was a light drizzle. Road sloped downhill. Ended up going damn fast like flying. Fucking exhilarating. Now I know why those spandex types whole day hang around on the road.
Actually the road outside st nicks is pretty nice to ride on, provided you don't appear at dismissal time, with all the tai tais and their flashy cars jamming up the road waiting for their children to walk leisurely out of the school gate and tell them what happened today in school, or at 7-something in the morning with all the kiasu parents trying to give their children spelling tests in their cars and blocking up the whole damn place.
When you ride a bike into St Nicks, everyone looks at you like you're some alien from outer space. "Look, there's a cyclist." "Yeah, I've heard of them, but never really seen them before. And one just came into our school 0_o I though only cars come into St Nicks?"
Yeah. No comment man.
Locked bike to a railing behind some potted plants. Then, some guy came and watered it. Then, when I finally wanted to collect it, it got stuck in the potted plant and all the leaves came up and started hitting me on the face. Yeah. No comment man.
Anyway, we (my human friends - not the bike, damnit!) hung out on the climbing frame like oversized monkeys. Gwen kept saying I was a china dance instructor cuz of my hair and my bicycle.
Then, she decided to be an uncle on a bicycle. So she kidnapped my bicycle and rode around. And I was pretty glad cause she helped me take it up the slope in the carpark. Planned to go Macs with them but the sky was an ugly colour and I don't exactly relish the thought of cycling home in the pouring rain, no matter how romantic that may sound. It is not romantic. It's just uh...wet.
Went home. Road was fucking empty, like 1 car every 7 seconds. There was a light drizzle. Road sloped downhill. Ended up going damn fast like flying. Fucking exhilarating. Now I know why those spandex types whole day hang around on the road.
Actually the road outside st nicks is pretty nice to ride on, provided you don't appear at dismissal time, with all the tai tais and their flashy cars jamming up the road waiting for their children to walk leisurely out of the school gate and tell them what happened today in school, or at 7-something in the morning with all the kiasu parents trying to give their children spelling tests in their cars and blocking up the whole damn place.
