Kite flying and basketball

I never was able to fly a kite when I was a kid. For some reason it wasn't a big fad where I was growing up. Today I found a kite. I tracked it as it floated across the ocean bay and into my outstretched hands. I don't know who lost it I do know that some foreigners were playing with it and they apparently let it get out of their control and it cartwheeled itself into the sea and floated out until the current pushed it back in which turned out to be at the other end of the beach. I grabbed it and reeled it in like an old fishing rod. I will try to play with it at some point. Sundays rest day turned into a little entertainment when we went to PNU and played some basketball. I am getting old in the 25 years of my life I am no longer able to shoot and play basketball well. I remember the street side smarts I had when I was in my youth taught to me by a man named James but now that's all lost on me.


I looked like a dummy trying to shoot I tossed up a handful of bricks, many airballs, and had no rhythm. I actually lost interest because I was doing so badly and my source of enjoyment was a 50 cent piece stuck in one of the gutters.


Its the closure of the weekend and I am now looking forward to a very busy week ahead of me. To begin with I may be working at YBM in the wee hours of the morning substituting a couple classes for Dell who may be really sick right now. I like the fact that I may be able to go to YBM but I just hope I can make everything work out tomorrow.


My free time is so wide but I am still restricted with many appointments that have cropped up lately.


Oh I can't wait until a job change, or new environment enters my life. This scenery of Yeonsan and the kids' bullshit is wearing quite thin on me and right now I don't have a good taste in my mouth as the eve of Sunday is nearly upon me.


Onto the dark we go and were I will lay with dreams in hot pursuit.