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ANTHONY
01.21.06 (5:54 pm)   [edit]
I guess sometimes it takes a little boy to make us see how we fucked it up. And sometimes it takes a little splinter to know that the pain we're all in aren't significant at all.

Yesterday's trip to Sentosa was... wonderful. The beach was empty, save for a handful of holiday-makers who were seriously minding their own business. I got there with Jean and Evon, and frankly, the sun was gorgeous. Of course, what's a beach experience without frisbees and tans?

Did I mention my favourite frisbee is a 1999 E-Circles souvenir, which I still use today?

I'm not gonna bring size into question here, but frisbee can be really trying with people who stand and watch it in flight :D. I always imagined it to be rigorous anticipation and chasing after a piece of flying plastic, but well, I guess it takes a bit of getting used to with non-players. And so, after an hour plus, I think the 3 of us were pretty much knocked out, or at least I speak for myself...running after and picking frisbee throws to the left, to the right, to the front, to the back, but never to me was tiring.

We hit the sands cos, I've got to say this again, the sun was gorgeous. Ow, if only you had been there, you'd agree. It was out, but it wasn't hot. It was bright, but not blaring.

There was this group of 2 mommies and 3 kids that took the spot next to us, and I think it must have been really fun for them too. They brought nets! Gosh! And they actually caught fish! It's really cool to see activities, not too much, just something you can kinda watch, and nap over, at the same time. Let me put it this way, was my perfect beachside setting.

And one of the kids got a splinter in his sole.

He was wailing, and I didn't wanna move from my spot. Mommy was trying to take it out but I guess she was a little too anxious about it too. I finally got up, and told Jean I was going over - took my Aloe Vera gel and a pack of plasters and just went over.

The kid was crying really hard, and yeah, sucker for that sort of thing. I took a look and just applied the gel over the wound first. It was tiny, but for the tiny person it was painful. He was, of course, inconsolable. I didn't try very hard to calm him down or talk much, cos I think I was passing over to dreamland. When Mommy asked if I'm a nurse, I said, "Nope. But she is..." Jean came over too.

I'll dispense the lengthy process to try remove the splinter, but I had the boy hold on to my arm and squeeze tight while mommy and Jean tried their best to get it out. He did just that and. kneeling over him for half an hour with him squeezing the exact same spot on my arm was... Still, splinters are tricky - a tiny piece of eroding wood under the skin breaks all the time. So by the end of the ordeal, we only had a good portion of it out. All we could do was plaster it while mommy brought him to the medical centre.

We just kinda went back to what we were doing after that - lying on the beach.

Round 2 of the frisbee game was a larger killer. I won't elaborate - just imagine 3 already lazed out persons crawling around after a piece of flying plastic.

Fast forward a little, the poor boy was okay, the mommies got us some drinks, the girls had a wild chat, and I got invited to a mini-soccer match with the boys. Yeah. That's about.

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Anthony and me~

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The boys on the bridge looking for fish~

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Anthony with his net~

I'm still semi-breathing.
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