i didn't manage to survive playing basketball at 478 earlier.

it wasn't because my arms were too tired or sore. but i fell and landed on the joint that connects the hip and the legs. it wasn't painful in the beginning, but i felt uncomfortable and got ronald to play for me.

when i was resting, i started rotating and massaging the joint, thinking that it would help. but, the moment i stood up, the pain became quite unbearable and i had to limp a little.

there was this kid who's not a singaporean came over and played with us. he and his friends were in blades and they were skating effortlessly around the court. i guess the kid's only 12 years old, but his friend said that he's small sized for his age~ lolx.

anyway, that kid is a really funny boy. he came over and joined us, starting chatting with us and even teased herman! very funny little boy with jokes that pack a mean punch.

the culture of theirs is so different~ they are so much more daring, socialable and noisy. we had a great time chatting with that boy and herman even blessed him with a basketball.

i'm still puzzled that he finds me familar. lolz~