twenty-two: ode to studying in rj

i have no idea why but an msn conversation made me start thinking about the times before the A Levels when i stayed in school till around 930 pm to study. rj's a really nice place to study late at nights. there's not many people, the usual crowd of coucillors over at the corner and some other people. kind of like a small community of stay in studyers, some in the library, others in the canteen, but all knowing each other's turf and most comfortable studying place.

it gets even better when it rains and the wind blows through the canteen like a wind tunnel. the canteen, a little shelter for friends to hide in. there's the sound of raindrops battering against the walls of the buildings. the shard of lightning and the clasp of thunder.

and then there's the comforting thought that there's always ghim moh for a late night snack. beef horfun? fish noodles? NO!, not this one but the other one which gives extra noodles for free!

and the long walk out of rj's front gates to get to anywhere, whether it's the dark and desolate red house route, or the long march to the 156 bustop. but it doesn't matter!, dark or long, there's always the company of friends.

rj was a great place to study at. just hope studying at nus will be as good or better. but i know it'll never be the same. those times in rj were a special moment.