Monday, March 15, 2004 @6:39 pm
After a night of tiffs, L woke up at 9. Wow, 3 hours later than schooldays. Heres something from her: Savour every minute of extra sleep you get, for you only have limited time before you have to wake up at ununiversly hours again. I totally agree with that. As usual, L is right. One word of advice from me, never doubt the words of our darling L. So, after playing secretary and screening her grandfather's calls from his daughters her aunt, L went off in her PINK shirt and blueblack jeans. On the way to the bus stop, she debated on whether she should take a bus or a cab. She decided that she would take whichever came first. (she took a cab, costed her a good $3) At L.P., she raced up a stationary escalator only to find it being blocked off by this unthinking old man who coundn't wait for her to reach the top, so she had to go back down and run up the other stationary escalator. At the counter, she found that she had to spend $12, she forgot she had to pay for skates rental. (can't blame her, she has alot on her mind) So in she went, and someone started calling her name (woa, famous eh). After getting her skates from the freaky mute(not freaky as in freaky but freaky, you'll know what I mean later) After skating a few rounds in the superbly small rink, L came out to change her skates, her right foot kept turning in. (probably not so much the boots fault but her skill) It was a day of change, she wore her original skates in the end, the mute tied it for her. (lets call him John)
After a while, in came gerald, a freaking 9 year old who showed off his skill while refusing to teach either H, K or even L. (imagine someone refusing L) Well, she couldn't care less and went off to practice on her own leaving H to pester Gerald. But however good H was at pestering people, she didn't succeed with the P3 of AMK primary. L and H tried to get John down instead, but he had to man the rental station. He came in the end, after this gay looking guy arrived and took over. In swpet John, balancing beautifully on one leg then the next and spinning and jumping and doing who knows how many axles.
L obliged to K and H's request of backward skating and they put forward another request. L complied, telling them all the technical stuff from her experience, however many books she's read, she still preferred her own way. Some people may call it stubborn, but L calls it developing your own style. But although she told them all she could, she couldn't step into their body and control their muscles for them, though she very much wanted to (to stop constant nagging) Ok, they practiced and more or less got the hang of it.
Now they wanted to conquer backward crossing. So they tried on their own, imitating this woman who knew she was being followed but didn't do anything about it. Then they wanted to resurface the ice, off the rink they went. They sat down beside some sec ones who according to K were weirdos. H and L began talking about their school hoping that the weirdos would notice and start conversation. But of course, what can you expect from sec ones, (this batch anyhow) they didn't take the loud hints.
Back on the ice, while trying their backcross, this other freak (actually quite a nice guy) came over and starting instructing them (or rather L at first) how it was done. After 15 minutes of practice and 2 falls, L managed to do it awkwardly. Another 15 minutes of practice, it was almost smooth. (what a girl, what can come into her way?) (sorry can't think of the word) The guy gave H and K tips too. K tried to follow, and could do it (though very awkwardly, haha, L didn't laugh at her though she was accused of doing so). And what did H do? She snubbed him and gave him the 'this is easy for you' talk. As usual, what did you expect her to do? Listen to him quietly and follow instructions? You'll have to wait a million years after the world ends for that to happen.
After L returned her skates, she talked to Brian, the guy who taught her for a while and got to know him a bit(apparently she caught a fish).
She ran in the rain to the busstop, and eating her burger at the same time. And off she went to EL with the aim of finding the score of Marriage D'amour. In the end, instead of the one score she planned on having, she went home with 5 that she didn' planned on having. Back home, L spent the rest of the day relaxing, at least she planned to. I'll let you know what happened tomorrow.
you know you love me