Spinning: Precious - Depeche Mode
It was a rather impromptu decision - to have a sleepover held at my house last Thursday. I invited some nursings over, and we ended up having 3 quarters of the original number invited. Initially I thought it'd be damn boring... after all sleepovers... I don't know man. I haven't been to one before, much less host one, so I didn't know what to expect. But as always, the squad nursings brightened up my day. Plenty of stupid and genuinely funny jokes - with the usual few who don't bother about image and stuff. We even had those spoofs of reality TV - America's Next Top Model for one. As a keepsake, we recorded everything down on video, and I laughed my ass off watching it again and again. Sigh.
Early in the afternoon, we caught the 4th Harry Potter movie - The Goblet of Fire I believe. I hadn't watched the first 3, so I came with no expectations whatsoever - which was good, in a way. Anyhow, the movie was pretty interesting, worth a 3/5 stars I guess. If I'm generous, 3.5/5 stars. Interestingly enough, I was more interested in the side characters than anything else. Mad-Eye "Moody" was a dubious character, Viktor Krum from Durmstrang also an interesting addition to the cast, Rita Skeeter was a scene stealer despite the little air time she got, Fleur Delacour an elegant half-veela from Beauxbatons, and the towering Madame Maxime, a perfect match for Hagrid I must say. Catch it if you can.
Lunch was eaten at Carl's Jr, an unbelievably expensive place to have fast food. It'll be some time before I go back again. Argh! To compensate we squeezed loads and loads of chilli sauce and ate to our hearts content there.
Dinner was far more engaging as we sat at my dining table and slurped instant noodles, all while bitching about things, and revealing scandals of our SJ years never known before, and scandals occuring in our sqdmates lives right now.
But somewhere in the back of my mind - I wonder if these times will ever last. You may say that I'm quite a pessimist, but there's no doubt - some of the camaraderie as Cheryl would have said, has died off. I don't mean to be such a sceptic, but I sometimes wonder, if those teary farewells in the Audio Visual Theatre last year was a result of the knowledge that we wouldn't be as close anymore. I wonder. But I do not know for sure.
In any case, I'm sure that I'll still be close to some of my squadmates... but it's inevitable to drift apart from those I was never close to, to begin with. I look forward to more sleepovers, and I'm pretty sure there'll be more - it's just that a select few of my squadmates would sadly be gone from my life, possibly forever. It's just
upsetting me, that this would happen. Because what we went through as a squad - let's face it - we'd never experience it in life ever again.
Don't get me wrong. I'm not saying my ENTIRE squad is drifting apart. It's just... nevermind. Let's just say that letting go and moving on can be a freaking titanic task.
Edit: This came in really, really late. But I still wish to post this up anyway. Let's have it before the kayaking one :)Labels: musings
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