"What makes you happy?"
There is something about the combination of a longboard and music that makes me feel like I am on top of the world. Perhaps it is my obsession with high speeds and "Papercut" by Linkin Park blasting through my earphones. After school on Wednesday's I open my locker, reach in and pull out my longboard, put on my black Ray-Bans, plug in my earphones, and walk towards the entrance of my school. It's time.
I slowly go up the hill that leads up to "the area," a group of restaurants and shops a short walk from school. I stop by 20 teas, and order a large yogurt green tea. Half ice, half sugar, please. I continue up the hill, waving to a couple on a "tea-date" and notice a new bien-dang, or lunch box place and decide to check it out for lunch tomorrow. (Senior privileges are great, yes?) Looking towards the park, I notice some elderly people stretching while others are betting on a game of Chinese chess. Stay classy, Taiwan.
Reaching the apex of the hill, I stop and exhale to get myself ready for the task at hand. I push off with my left foot again and again, synchronizing my movements to the beat of the snare and bass of "Papercut". I jerk my hips to the front and back, swerving around cracks in the cement and avoiding collisions with slow and pesky motorcycles. Halting to a stop, I wipe off some sweat with my hand.
That was fun.
please critique :D oh, and its a 250 word limit.
There is something about the combination of a longboard and music that makes me feel like I am on top of the world. Perhaps it is my obsession with high speeds and "Papercut" by Linkin Park blasting through my earphones. After school on Wednesday's I open my locker, reach in and pull out my longboard, put on my black Ray-Bans, plug in my earphones, and walk towards the entrance of my school. It's time.
I slowly go up the hill that leads up to "the area," a group of restaurants and shops a short walk from school. I stop by 20 teas, and order a large yogurt green tea. Half ice, half sugar, please. I continue up the hill, waving to a couple on a "tea-date" and notice a new bien-dang, or lunch box place and decide to check it out for lunch tomorrow. (Senior privileges are great, yes?) Looking towards the park, I notice some elderly people stretching while others are betting on a game of Chinese chess. Stay classy, Taiwan.
Reaching the apex of the hill, I stop and exhale to get myself ready for the task at hand. I push off with my left foot again and again, synchronizing my movements to the beat of the snare and bass of "Papercut". I jerk my hips to the front and back, swerving around cracks in the cement and avoiding collisions with slow and pesky motorcycles. Halting to a stop, I wipe off some sweat with my hand.
That was fun.
please critique :D oh, and its a 250 word limit.
