A Life (nearly) Forgotten
I woke bleary-eyed from my sleep tonight. I had plugged into my iPod before bed, plugged into the sounds of a rainstorm (thanks to the iTunes store), because as usual I thought I'd have trouble sleeping. But as I lay there, attempting to let sleep wash over me. My mind suddenly thought about the friends I've come across.
I suddenly wondered, where was Sang? Duuuuuude! Where the hell are you? What the hell are you doing? And I asked, what the heck is Thomas doing? What about Michelle and her sister? What the heck are they doing. I ran through my mind, wondering if I had their telephone numbers. Maybe I should call them I thought. Do I still have their numbers, I thought. So I sat up, checked my phone and remembered that I had a HUGE data loss when my 3 spanned hard drives died on me some years ago. I had saved, literally all my information from day zero, from the day I had my first 486, from 5 and a quarter inch floppies, to 3 and half inch ones, from that to ZIP disks, to portable hard drives. I had them all. My computer was a virtual junkyard, I kept everything from old phone numbers to old assignments from waaaaaaaay back. Heck I still miss some of my written assignments from my Mount Royal College days. What I miss the most, my Uni days. Those were absolutely glorious days, filled with so many emotions, and so many achievements.
But I digress. My uni days were marked by great friendships, Sang - my computer science friend, weed-buddy, and fellow house music aficionado, there was, and still is Thomas - "dude wanna go to perkins?", and Guy & Heather, my bosses at the U of C Info Commons. There was Ian Whitehead, Dave and Dan from IT, the "gods" on campus who would literally play first person shooters, at every lunchtime. I smile and remember. "DUDE! You're sooooooooooooooooooo not like your brother!" Dave would say, "but you sure are little!" Ian would say. Or something along those lines. "For a little guy, you sure pack quite a punch!" Haha! :) I miss those kooky days in the Uni, when I was on campus 7 days a week. Literally. I was either working at the Library Info Commons, or up on the 7th with the IT tech guys, or somewhere on campus, hammering at an essay or ripping my hair out over a computer program that I had to come up with.
It seems like a lifetime ago that I was there. Just 7 years have passed. Just 7. And to think I spent about 7 years there. So what's this? The halfway point? I am determined to go back to Calgary, older and maybe wiser, and certainly not the same person that left. Perhaps that Journey back will rekindle those Dreams that I left behind, those Dreams that got warped by this Singapore Reality. Nay. There is a far, far greater world out there, that I simply forgot.
Tonight, the Mountains beckon me once more
I suddenly wondered, where was Sang? Duuuuuude! Where the hell are you? What the hell are you doing? And I asked, what the heck is Thomas doing? What about Michelle and her sister? What the heck are they doing. I ran through my mind, wondering if I had their telephone numbers. Maybe I should call them I thought. Do I still have their numbers, I thought. So I sat up, checked my phone and remembered that I had a HUGE data loss when my 3 spanned hard drives died on me some years ago. I had saved, literally all my information from day zero, from the day I had my first 486, from 5 and a quarter inch floppies, to 3 and half inch ones, from that to ZIP disks, to portable hard drives. I had them all. My computer was a virtual junkyard, I kept everything from old phone numbers to old assignments from waaaaaaaay back. Heck I still miss some of my written assignments from my Mount Royal College days. What I miss the most, my Uni days. Those were absolutely glorious days, filled with so many emotions, and so many achievements.
But I digress. My uni days were marked by great friendships, Sang - my computer science friend, weed-buddy, and fellow house music aficionado, there was, and still is Thomas - "dude wanna go to perkins?", and Guy & Heather, my bosses at the U of C Info Commons. There was Ian Whitehead, Dave and Dan from IT, the "gods" on campus who would literally play first person shooters, at every lunchtime. I smile and remember. "DUDE! You're sooooooooooooooooooo not like your brother!" Dave would say, "but you sure are little!" Ian would say. Or something along those lines. "For a little guy, you sure pack quite a punch!" Haha! :) I miss those kooky days in the Uni, when I was on campus 7 days a week. Literally. I was either working at the Library Info Commons, or up on the 7th with the IT tech guys, or somewhere on campus, hammering at an essay or ripping my hair out over a computer program that I had to come up with.
It seems like a lifetime ago that I was there. Just 7 years have passed. Just 7. And to think I spent about 7 years there. So what's this? The halfway point? I am determined to go back to Calgary, older and maybe wiser, and certainly not the same person that left. Perhaps that Journey back will rekindle those Dreams that I left behind, those Dreams that got warped by this Singapore Reality. Nay. There is a far, far greater world out there, that I simply forgot.
Tonight, the Mountains beckon me once more