Dec 18, 2009 10
Inside me sings a lunatic
After downing two bottles of Red Horse two of my orgmates (in my writing org) wanted to do something thrilling. At first I shrugged at the thought, but all of us are quite tipsy so might as well savor the moment. In fact it was our last two days in the University for the Christmas break starts this Saturday, and it was the dawn of Thursday. We decided to swim at Baker Hall at 2 in the morning, the sky dark, the stars swerving from their orbits, shining like crystals lost from the thread of a necklace. Students are forbidden to swim there, among other rules like no smoking and no drinking inside the perimeters of the campus.
The three of us had to jump so high to dodge the barbed wires–it was quite dangerous, really–but it went fine. The next thing we did: we lied down at the poolside and just watched the sky. All of us saw shooting stars; I made a wish but I’d rather not spoil (for spoiling it to others loses its capability to become true). I smoked my last cigarette. Our feet touched the pool water, flapped it gently, the sound very much delighting, the night abnormally cold for a tropical country. We talked about the taboos we don’t usually talk about–sex, forbidden dreams, the shenanigans of a college student. We freely talked about things and promised not to divulge it to others; it is a conversation worth cherishing, worth keeping, a symbol that the night is indeed special and unforgettable.
I told them if ever there’s a song that fits this cinematic moment, it’s Inní mér syngur vitleysingur by Sigur Ros. Inside me sings a lunatic.
We stayed there for two hours thinking about things, talking about problems–everything. I wish the nights are as cold as this, as memorable and as worth dying as this, even if the days are humid and problematic, I don’t really care. It’s a night worth dying for, your eyes feasting for the majestic blanket of stars, with Sigur Ros singing inside my mind, celebrating the lunacy of things we did that night.
I went home and slept with a smile on my face.



