As if The Social Network hadn’t done enough damage as far as poking my wounded desire to be a student forever, last night’s reunion dinner with my Ryerson entourage threw me right over the edge. I was never one of those who couldn’t wait to get out of school. I never wanted to graduate, it’s just unfortunate that I also wasn’t the type to ‘take my time’ either because I was too anal for that sort of stuff, so graduation inevitably came for me and dropped me off in the real world. But my heart throbs at the thought of being a student encased by the walls of my university, protected from the big bad world, living and learning inside a bomb shelter, while making lifelong friends. The Social Network’s depiction of Harvard University is so stimulating that I like to imagine myself right there with them like a true boujie scholar. I would’ve loved to have a friend like Mark Zuckerberg who shared my excitement with HTML and blogs and websites back in 2000-2005 when nobody else understood or cared about it and when you were a nerd for taking interest in strange computer things and when ‘nerd’ was fatal to your reputation in high school. Who knew that being a nerd would become the coolest thing on earth in 2010? Now we have a whole bunch of self-proclaimed nerds! This paragraph has gone off on a tangent, but that’s okay. Back to my point – school will always have a place in my heart and we will be reunited.
This photo is another one from Nuit Blanche, taken at the Gladstone Hotel on Queen Street. This woman was symbolically ‘shredding knowledge’ by ripping pages from books and using a paper shredder to bestow death upon information that is no longer useful. That’s my take anyway.
