“I should go to the morning practical session even though we’re only making jam and jelly candy today.”
“I’m so tired I just want to go home and sleep.”
“Ok, if I can make the 8am bus I’ll go to class. If I miss it, I’ll take the Narita express and go home.”
“But even if I go home I’ll only get two hours of sleep before I have to get up again and go to the afternoon lecture.”
These thoughts drifted in and out of my half-awake consciousness the entire six hours of red-eye flight from Singapore to Tokyo. In the end I barely convinced myself to go to class, mostly because I thought it was more trouble than it’s worth to go home for the morning.
When I got to school, with 25 minutes to spare, however, I was told that there would be no school today because there’s no electricity. We were asked to write down our phone number so the school could contact us later to let us know whether there’ll be school tomorrow. Nobody knew why the electricity went out because all the other buildings in the area had electricity.
I couldn’t believe my luck. Out of all the days, it had to be today, when I had to drag both my sleepwalking self and my luggage from the airport to school! To think that I could’ve saved myself the trouble had I decided not to come in! I knew I shouldn’t have been so diligent…