any given saturday

me and the wild sheep chase - we are finally going somwhere. i finally got to the part when they actually meet the Sheep Professor, someone who lives at the top of a building all alone and has meals placed outside his door daily, meals that he finishes in half an hour and then he leaves the soiled cutlery outside.
i realise how rare it is that i begin hammering on the keyboard from 8 to 9 but today is special, most probably because i had a smashing headache in the morning that reduced me to sleeping again, an hour before i woke for the day. i lay down and switched on the air conditioning once again and under the splitteringly hot sun, it began to pour and that's perhaps why my headache began. i watch the raindrops fall from the open sky and think to myself that when it rains while the sun is out, the raindrops seem to move more slowly through the air as if in slow motion. or perhaps it is simply because the morning light makes us all see things more clearly and with more perspective and then we are able to better actually see the raindrops fall. as usual, we always see but never really see. really how sad.
anyway i reached school late today and horror of horrors, a stack of result slips awaited me. i had to spend the next few hours signing on them and then slotting them in, one by one, along with their PFT results and their CIP records. and there's more to do, but as usual, i've not brought work home to do.
i'm glad that the last day of school is thursday and that it's prize giving day. the rest i don't really care. next week's monday and tuesday will be for overall reviews, wednesday is for workshops and then i'm free.
i swear to go to KL and then in early december, there's the trip to Bangkok. soon. soon.
and soon christmas will be upon us again.
i just saw the new beer ad on tv, the one with a santa falling down the chimmney and then snitching a glass of beer from this surprised guy. and i was thinking, what would i do if it were not christmas? yes, christmas, come quickly, but not too quick or that would herald the end of december. i think a slow pace from now on would be just right.
so we went to orchard the other day and was at borders at 10pm and it was as if it was the sky was still light, given the number of people milling around. then again, it was a saturday night.

the sparkles of lights all around failed to make my eyes hurt as my eyes drank in the festivity.