In loving memory of...
... my beloved Yonex windbreaker.
Purple Yonex Windbreaker
?? - 13 November 2006
I've had my Yonex windbreaker for as long as I can remember. Perhaps since my lower Secondary schooldays. Or even my Primary schooldays. I never grew much. Ha. Anyway, the windbreaker has been with a friend of mine since this year or so. Yesterday, I got a call from him that the windbreaker was torn into shreds by his mum. He asked his mum to mend the torn part of the windbreaker, but it got torn into shreds instead. What can I do but to ask him to throw it away.
I knew that the outer layer of the windbreaker was torn at the position of the right shoulder and that the stopper for the zip disappeared for no good reason. I never expected it to be torn into shreds and I didn't even get the chance to say a last goodbye. Ah well, it has served me well over the years, be it during camps, at KTVs, at the movies, during lectures, during most of my major examinations in air-conditioned rooms and even when I am at home. Life is so unpredictable.
It is survived by its accompanying track pants and succeeded by my baby blue Converse jacket.
*Just in case my friend reads this: I'm not angry with you, just a little sad that the windbreaker has to come to this sorry end.
Purple Yonex Windbreaker
?? - 13 November 2006
I've had my Yonex windbreaker for as long as I can remember. Perhaps since my lower Secondary schooldays. Or even my Primary schooldays. I never grew much. Ha. Anyway, the windbreaker has been with a friend of mine since this year or so. Yesterday, I got a call from him that the windbreaker was torn into shreds by his mum. He asked his mum to mend the torn part of the windbreaker, but it got torn into shreds instead. What can I do but to ask him to throw it away.
I knew that the outer layer of the windbreaker was torn at the position of the right shoulder and that the stopper for the zip disappeared for no good reason. I never expected it to be torn into shreds and I didn't even get the chance to say a last goodbye. Ah well, it has served me well over the years, be it during camps, at KTVs, at the movies, during lectures, during most of my major examinations in air-conditioned rooms and even when I am at home. Life is so unpredictable.
It is survived by its accompanying track pants and succeeded by my baby blue Converse jacket.
*Just in case my friend reads this: I'm not angry with you, just a little sad that the windbreaker has to come to this sorry end.
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