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Monday

Monday was one of those days here in Muddville. The ninth grade English teacher, Mr. Sato, slunk in in the morning and said, “Today I have no motivation.” He coaches the baseball team and they had lost both of their games on Sunday. To avoid having to teach a full class, he showed the students “The Making of ‘We Are The World.'” It was either going to be that or a compilation of ABBA’s music videos. The seventh and eighth grade English teacher seemed cheerful enough. On the way downstairs after class, however, she commented that two girls we had just passed in the hall were tired because they are on the basketball team and extra practices had been held last weekend. And sports day had been held last week, basically an all day track meet. The girls were physically exhausted, and it showed. We walked in to the teacher’s room to find Mr. Sato trying to make coffee. The office lady, Mrs. Honda, saw him and rushed over, apologizing profusely. “Do you need your caffeine?” I teased Mr. Sato. He smiled. “Yes. My caffeine and my nicotene.”

For my part, I was tired too. Friday night for a coworker’s birthday we had gone to Round One. Round One is a delightful company in
Japan. It is like Chuck E Cheese for grown ups, or Dave and Buster’s on crack. The first floor has a bunch of gambling machines. The second floor has the check in area. The third has conventional bowling. But the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, oh my! A flat fee gets you in for a certain amount of time and within that time span you can do as many activities as you like. The fourth floor has arcade games, table tennis, darts, and a skating rink. The fifth floor has miniature bowling, karaoke, a mechanical bull, and a spa area. The sixth floor has batting cages, archery, putt-putt, golf practice, and small courts for basketball, soccer, tennis, badminton, and volleyball. Usually it closes by 11 and opens at 6. But on Friday and Saturday nights the complex is open all night. Anyone who arrives after 9 just pays the two hour price as long as they leave by 6. So that is what we did. Because there aren’t a ton of people there at 2 in the morning, we also could bend some of the rules. You’re only supposed to play that arcade game once before moving on? Play it twice, no one is waiting. The badminton court we’re only supposed to stay on for 10 minutes at a time? 40 minutes later we finally depart. This sounds crazy, but even though we were there for seven hours, we still ran out of time. None of us got to do all of the things we wanted to do. There is that much going on.

Anyway, we dragged ourselves out by 5, caught an early train, and slipped into our apartments. I was in bed by 6:15, slept until 11:10, woke up, and went to bed by 9:30. Sunday morning I slept until 8:30, and that night I was in bed by 10:20. Monday morning my alarm was set for 6, but when I awoke I changed it to 6:35 and went back to sleep. If you calculate it up, there is enough sleep there. It averaged to 8 hours a night. But I was still tired. I loved our time at Round One, but I basically worked out for at least six of the seven hours I was there. And the one hour of “not working out” was spent singing at the top of my lungs. My arms were┬áincredibly sore, which serves me right for doing batting cages, volleyball, badminton, table tennis, and pitching games in the same night. Still, I was recovering, and was doing fine until ten minutes before first period. That is when wave of dizziness hit.

I was my usual, chipper self. Except when I had to pause for a moment. But it seemed to be okay, for everyone was moving a little
slower too.

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