I started this day early. As in super early. As early as 5:10 am. Actually 5:15 am. I snoozed my alarm clock for an extra five minutes. It was so cold to let go of my blankie and to open my half-dead eyes.

The reason why I woke up early: I NEED to learn how to ride a bike before school starts. I need to do it today and for the rest of the week. I must learn fast. My teacher, my elder brother, will be in school next week. So this week's the only time and chance I got.

I feel so down right messed up. While other kids of my age are learning how to drive a car, I am learning how to balance right in a bicycle. Better to put the feeling aside.I think. With my younger sister now knows how to ride one,I am more than determined to ride a bike before I hit my 19th birthday. Mark my word. (In Filipino: "Itaga mo sa bato")

The best place to learn how to bike: SAMPALOC LAKE. (where else?)


Upon arriving, my brother and I can't find at least one available bike for rentals. Damn. I should have predicted it. What am I going to expect in early Monday morning? We waited, and opt for a chit-chat.

The next thing happened is what you call another 'bonding moment' with my brother. I see my relationship with my brother is quite improving, eh? At least I can say that he has improved a lot, though I honestly think that he needs to mature more so I can give him more of my trust.

W e talked about why I was not able to learn a bike when we were just little kids. The truth is, he's so selfish that he did not want his bike to be touched. And that, my friend, is my story.

Another interesting topic: why he and his girlfriend are not together anymore. So on and so forth.

Fortunately, we found a bike to rent few moments later. I claimed the following conversation to be true:

Ako: Manong, pwede na ba kami mag-rent ng bike?
Manong: Yung nasa tabi pwede na.
Ako: San po?
Manong: Ilan ba? Dalawa? Ano ba gusto nyo? Yung BMX?
Ako: The hell... anong BMX?

Ok, the last line was for myself to hear. Naturally I'm not rude to people. Yeah.

Then I learned from my brother BMX is just a kind of bikes that is neither too small nor too big. Just the right size. Used for extreme sports.

Cool.

So we took the 'BMX' to a spot where only occasional passers-by can see you struggling to ride a bike at my age. The lesson started. It was absolutely hard. Period.

As determined as I was, I was annoyed by a kid, around age 10-12, in a bike taller that he is. Too arrogant. Brother said that kids like that are naturally mayabang with that biking abilities. Damn them.

Bitter.

It started raining so the biking session lasted for only 20 minutes. That's enough for today, I think. In a short time I felt pain in my lower back and I have no plan to catch some colds from staying under the rain.

I was happy today. I really did noticed how my Kuya changed. He now knows how to take care of his younger sisters. He even gave me the handkerchief of his girlfriend for me to wipe the dirt from my legs and to be used as a shield from the rain. He never done that before. Though a bit immature, I felt that for the first time ever, my brother is finally now a real Kuya.

Can't wait for another biking session to come.Can't wait for the moment that I am able to ride a bike at last. Can't wait to take my first lap around the lake. Can't wait to call some friends and invite them for a biking spree. Can't wait to be in the biking area of CCP Complex, just like the old times. Can't wait to have my hair be blown by the wind while I ride the bike (hell yeah, cheesy, but I want that).

Can't wait for Wednesday.



* Picture taken when Kath visited here in Laguna.

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