Sunday, October 30, 2005
when a body meets a body
finally fished out my old skateboard from under the bed and fooled around with it downstairs. its sad to see my estate playground lonely and abandoned on a saturday morning-- i remember when i was 9 or 10, the swings were always packed with us little kids shoving each other on and off various pieces of playground equipment. i remember daring each other to climb the top of the tubular slide and sidestep indiana-jones style to that giant coil and slide all the way down.. a big thing for any primary 5 kid to do. one thing i really miss the most about my old playground was the huge creaky merry-go-round we had. it came complete with four guardrail-bars that divided the disc into quarters and was low enough to the ground so that little tykes like us could hold on tight to the side and push ourselves round and round till we got so dizzy we'd fall off and watch the clouds spin around some imaginary point in the sky.
i remember when the seesaws were really cool wooden planks that rattled furiously when we pumped our legs up and down and crab-walked our way to the other side of the seesaw. this was all before some dumb lackey at the Management Corporation decided that having actual fun with playground equipment was too dangerous, got rid of that lovely merry-go-round, and installed worthless spring seesaws in their place. of course we then appropriated those bouncy plastic monstrosities for our own evil ends, bouncing up and down furiously in a mini-gladiator bout to see who would lose their balance and crumple to the ground first. it was often quite dramatic because if done correctly, the hapless loser would actually be flung some distance up into the air.
woah. just realised my childhood was pretty bloody. kids today are really missing out on a lot-- all my brother does is sit his fat ass at home in front of the comp and watch naruto and play that damned maplestory. haha.
+ fictions&fires
5:35 PM
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plangere, latin: to strike, or to lament.
in the depth of winter i finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer.
--albert camus
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to be nobody but yourself in a world which is doing its best night and day to make you like everybody else means to fight the hardest battle any human being can fight and never stop fighting.
-- ee cummings
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