On a very boring saturday evening...with no church youth meeting due to annual church camp...a boy is struck with boredom...after hours of thinking and thinking of wat to do on a boring saturday the boy finally decided to check oh his bicycle, the Orange Cruiser which was untouched for several years...The boy went to the hallway of his house to find his untouched bike..then saw it was filthy..so the boy took out a bucket of water and a cloth to clean his bike...after cleaning cleaning and cleaning..he then remembered the time when his orage cruiser was actively used..and he misssed those times...after cleaning the boy went to search for a pump to punp up his flat tires...but the pump is no longer there.....and so the boy was very dissapointed...nevertheless..the enxiety to ride his long inactive bike was ever stronger...so the boy then decided to push the bike to a nearby petrol station...Shell...to get the tyres pump...and so the journey begins!..
on the way to the petrol station...the boy was stared by ever curious passerbys...but the boy ignores them and continued his journey...then at last the boy had reached the destination only to find out the air pump was no longer in service...with qiuck reflexes and quick thinking the boy then changed his path to another petrol station nearby...Esso....when he was there...he had no freakkin idea on how to use the digital pump...but luckily there was a wise who was there to help out...the wise man helped the boy to pump up the tyres and the boy was ever grateful to the wise man...after getting pumped up..the boy thanked and bid farewell to the wise man........
And so feeling really exited the boy then rides the Orange Cruiser around his neighbourhood....all the nostalgic feelings then started comming back as he wind flows through his wavy black hair....after several minutes of riding..the boy then decided to head back....and rest for the day...
The End~
chee wah out~
on the way to the petrol station...the boy was stared by ever curious passerbys...but the boy ignores them and continued his journey...then at last the boy had reached the destination only to find out the air pump was no longer in service...with qiuck reflexes and quick thinking the boy then changed his path to another petrol station nearby...Esso....when he was there...he had no freakkin idea on how to use the digital pump...but luckily there was a wise who was there to help out...the wise man helped the boy to pump up the tyres and the boy was ever grateful to the wise man...after getting pumped up..the boy thanked and bid farewell to the wise man........
And so feeling really exited the boy then rides the Orange Cruiser around his neighbourhood....all the nostalgic feelings then started comming back as he wind flows through his wavy black hair....after several minutes of riding..the boy then decided to head back....and rest for the day...
The End~
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