Post script

Now that the exhibition is over I just realized something, I'm stranded here in my old school, none of the office drivers are available to pick me up, my brother's using the family car, a friend of mine who I thought lived in this area is currently overseas and I hardly have any cash to grab a cab home. I wish I still have that house just behind this school like we used to. On the positive side I'm stuck in a familiar place so I decided to go for a little unsupervised no-safety wall climbing on the old wall they have here, also I met one of my old teacher and one of my younger brother's old teacher (if you're reading this Mr. Pujo sent his regards) so it's not all that bad.

....and there she was.....the big black horse that kicked me years ago....old but still alive and kicking.