Sitting on A Bike Behind My Friend's Back

Yes, that's right. Yesterday, I met my friends at a 7 eleven. Seven kids came, two of which were not my classmates. We went to the park and played. Well, didn't exactly play. We were deciding what to play. There was a basketball court there. However, we didn't have a ball, so, no good.

Then, we decided to bike down to the stationary store. Only problem was, my friends's sister and I didn't have a bike. Luckily, two of my friends' bikes had a seat -- well, not exactly a seat -- at the back, for people to on.

So, I sat behind my friend while she biked. It was positively one of the worst experiences I ever had--my feet had no place to rest on, so I practically had to lift it up in the air; my hands were sore from grabbing too tight on the bars; and my bottom hurt. The bike kept shaking like a snake that moves on the ground. Also, we were riding on the streets, cars kept driving by, and my friend kept paddling outside the white line. So, I told her, "我的生命在你手上," which means, "My life is in your hands." She told me to trust her, which I did.

When we got to the stationary store, my whole body was shaking and my hands were black. I didn't buy anything; my friends did. After that, we went to have drinks at a place called Balance (杯樂). Two of my friends and I didn't have anything. Too sugary and too fattening. Not good for you. Plus, I'm on a diet.

My friend biked me back to the park. I have to say, she was really good. I mean, really good. I was taller and heavier then her, and she can carry me -- you know what I mean -- like that. She was amazing. My friends were kind enough to stop and wait for us sometimes, since we were lagging behind.

Well, I had fun. I got to admit, it was fun sitting behind that bike, even though, there was some places that hurt.