First off, apologies for the overly-emo post yesterday. I would have deleted it this morning, except that I'm a bit of a hoarder and even deleting an online post is a difficult task for me to overcome :P on the bright side, you'll be pleased to know that the friend in my last post and I have resolved our differences (well, kind of) and are once more friends. After all, what is friendship without the occasional conflict?
On to today's post.
I couldn't think of a witty quote from Stephen King, hence the generic title. Last night I took a late-night stroll around campus with a friend, and this experience re-enforced my beliefs that Grahamstown is exactly like a town from a Stephen King novel (hereafter referred to as SK because typing out Stephen King every time is such a mission. Plus I keep spelling it wrong). It was a chilly night and a thin mist had come down over campus. As we passed the bot gardens we stopped for a moment to admire the view. A path lead away from us into the dark mistiness, and in the distance we could the faintest light of a single street lamp. We agreed that it would have been the perfect moment for a supernatural creature to come sweeping down and eat one of us. Preferably him, because it would be such a wonderful role reversal: the princess having to save the prince for a change :P.
It was also surprising to see how many people are actually up and about on campus at 2am on a Monday morning. We passed quite a large number of people sitting on walls talking, or wandering along the pavement like we were. Even more surprising is that they weren't drunken revellers returning from a party; they were all (OK mostly) perfectly sober, and clearly just enjoying each other's company in the spooky, misty night. While such beautiful settings normally lead to intense philosophical conversations, I must admit that the conversation between myself and my friend was slightly less profound than usual. We discussed relationships, comedians, bad jokes, relationships, child molestation, Michael Jackson (who we agreed may not have been a paedophile but rather psychologically a child, and so saw nothing wrong with getting into bed with 'other' children), relationships, academic snobbery...did I mention relationships? We're both single so that topic tends to come up a lot.
All in all, it was worth staying up until 2am for such interesting conversation. Earlier in the evening we had been in another friend's res room, playing boardgames like Balderdash and 30 Seconds. While Balderdash is clearly not my strong point, I remain unbeaten at 30 Seconds. This could be due to my partner during the game, who thinks in much the same way I do. Whatever the reason, we kicked ass and I will go so far as to say that we are unbeatable.
Challenges are welcome...
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