this seat is taken

I’ve always been a wuss.

I am terrible at sports and at any activity that requires exerting effort more than that required of lifting a cup of hot coffee. Of course I am exaggerating. But I have arms like that of a gibbon’s minus the fur. I guess what I am trying to say is that I’ve always been seen as a “fragile girl” (Galeria, 2012). Well, if you say fragile, you don’t run around, scream, guffaw, or show any activity of molecules in your body.

As much as I would like to blather about the state of my so-called fragility and gibbon-ish arms, I have more interesting story to tell. Again, not really a story but more of a photo gallery (Part II). I was invited by a college friend to a local amusement park last Sunday among with the rest of our college friends.

I felt like a kid again. As a wuss, I am easily daunted by the hideous rides that could make me flip and pee in my pants. But I forgot about me being fragile on that day. (I hate my friend who reminds me that I am somewhat fragile. Of course I kid.) :p

There’s something about the looming cloud and the twisted ropes of steel that made me pause for a moment.

This is one of the monstrous rides that I never thought I would allow myself to entrust my life to. But after this shot, I was actually thinking if we could be friends.

Jack Sparrow should have been there.

 Looks ominous, eh?

Bulbs. I find them attractive.

More bulbs.

And some more bulbs. Bulb-appreciation post.

Officially a bulb-appreciation post. They glitter like stars.

Surreal

Now that I think of it, bulbs everywhere! (Of course, idiot. This is a theme park!)

1) Bulb-appreciation post 2) Chucks-appreciation post

3) I sat on one of the horses in a twinkling-slash-magical MERRY-GO-ROUND.

My feet were tired. But I had fun. Lots of fun!

We’ve ridden every ride that we saw in that park. We didn’t care about the long lines. We didn’t care about the humid air and the sweat. We didn’t care that we were the only grown-ups in a sea of kids  running around, excitedly pushing their way against the others in a labyrinth of a line. Most of all, we didn’t care that it was Sunday and we will be going back to reality the next day.

P.S. Please forgive my blurred and grainy photos. All were taken using Instagram. I brought my toy camera though. Films are still undeveloped as of this writing.