Of painful arse and ice skating

Anyway, me and my siblings have been having great fun shopping for clothes these few days. Shopping malls offer incredible deals in a bid to outdo each other. Apparently the period after Christmas and New Year is the best time of the year to shop. B.U.M shirts for just RM15, a decent wool Diesel jacket for RM44, jeans for RM49 (!!!) to name a few. I think my sister and brother spent quite a few hundred ringgit on me alone (yes, I did not pay a single cent out of my pockets, bless them for being such generous) for my clothes. Personally I have not had such a great experience where one just walks for hours on end, searching for deals and grabbing whatever one could find and pay for. So in just two days' time, we scoured One Utama, Midvalley Megamall, Suria KLCC and Sunway Pyramid for clothes, clothes and more clothes. What a blast! My feet hurt. My arse is bloody painful too. Before you fail to see the connection between painful arse and RM15 T-shirts, let me recount my first experience at ice skating. Yes, we tried ice skating at the ice skating rink at Sunway Pyramid.

Let's just say, it wasn't as easy as I thought, it was terribly difficult, it was really bloody slippery on the ice, and I slipped and fell many more times than I could as much as slide 2 inches without grabbing on anything. At first I didn't, which was a bad choice, because the feeling of wildly flailing your arms and kicking your legs pathetically in a bid to stop yourself from falling (which is stupid, really, ice has nil friction) is really numbing and paralysing. Even when I held on to the side wall and tried to move forward, my feet would inevitably do the Irish jig again and off I go, waving frantically before catapulting in a splendid, graceful 'thud' that made the surrounding people go 'Ouch!' (people, its my arse, not yours).

I fell many times. How embarassing. I wonder how those people make it seem so easy, gliding like graceful swans over a blue crystal lake. They would weave in and out of the main crowd, swerve in a beautiful arch and make impressive moves that make people stare and pick their jaws off the rink.

In the end I decided to circle the rink for just 3 times before calling it quits. I decided I am just not cut out for ice skating. I would sooner learn ice skating than monkeys taking over the world. My back and arse aches and it is bloody painful to even sit down. Dang.

Moving on.

I suddenly have an urge to write something long. I shall do it in the next post.