it was a hot day sunday to shoot hoops but i went anyway coz i haven't played for some time. heck i'll play as long as its not raining.the hot hot heat reminded me during the summertime in the us where i would play bball for hours and drank tap water when thirsty. my family and i would jump from one garage sale to another and got ourselves some pretty cool and useful stuff. a remote controlled tank was one item i could remember. a skateboard and a bike. during summer, i would ride the bike up the hills and around columbia's college where my pals and i would end up at these roman columns. we then climbed on the base of the column and jumped from one column to another. we'd be at the arcade and never once feel like we don't belong. maybe because people there don't eyeball you if you are different. at least educated people there don't.
winter was also an awesome experience. especially if it was your first winter. my first winter was actually not one of those winter where snow flakes would fall and in the morning there'd be knee high snow ... it was ice. the road was sleek with ice and this weird looking vehicle would throw salt to the asphalt to melt the ice. in the morning me and my brothers would have to scrape ice from the windshield and have to wait for almost 15 minutes for the car to warm up.
... the thing that i love the most about winter is .. the virgin snow ... it would start snowing around 2 to 3 am .. so my bros and i couldn't go out .. so in bed ....on our knees .... we looked out the windowas we watched the fallen snow flakes grew in numbers... the dim street light made it more beautiful .... and in the morning .... all we could see is this powdery white puffy snow. we'd put on our jackets and shit ....and the crunching sound of snow was heard each step we took. i did a summersoult and it didn't hurt a bit.
the wind ... calms me down .... always does ....
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