School’s out!
24/10/2006
They’re closing my primary school down, merging it with another nearby (just means the students who are stuck there get absorbed into the other school, but it makes no practical difference to me). My friend Jessie – who incidentally is the friend that dates back the longest – decided that we needed to go back and take photos of where we grew up. So off we went.
The place seems a lot smaller than I remember. The only piece of real estate that has stood the test of time (and proportions) is the school field.
We walked around, hoping to relive some of the times we spent there – I don’t know if it worked for her, but it didn’t quite work for me. I’d be sad to see the buildings go, but at the same time, the school is so different from the way it used to be. I guess we should’ve taken photos when we left, not umpteen years later.
Even my favourite spot in school – the dental clinic – is now a new age, sterile thing with A/C and new fangled tools that my current dentist uses. And I guess this is the thing, I know what it looks like in my head, and I guess it doesn’t live up to those expectations, strangely enough.
Anyway. In other news that won’t stop the world from spinning, I went to Liang Court tonight and spotted Mr Incredible Tales, VJ Utt. He’s a fine looking dude.
While trying hard not to gawk at Utt, I bought a copy of Fragile Things by Neil Gaiman.
I read badly. I’m neither disciplined nor adventurous when it comes to the reading part of life. I read infrequently, irregularly and incompletely, and I invariably end up reading works by the same author. I rotate around a few, just to spice things up, but rarely venture towards a new author unless it came recommended soundly by someone whose taste I trust. In the last 15 years, those have been my cousin Alex, my friend V, and Neil Gaiman (who is oddly enough, the result of reviews by Alex and V).
Tomorrow we’re going to catch The Prestige. Christian Bale and Hugh Jackman – what else can you ask for? It’s going to be a happy holiday.
