The future's not ours to see, unless you're a clairvoyant at a funfair and I'm crossing your palm with silver. Well, Tuesday morning had been coming for a long time (well, a week really- it was only the week before that LeeJay's flight details were confirmed) so we had time to prepare and do those important last things together.
Monday night was a busy one for LeeJay- she had time off to pack, then had to move all her stuff to mine so that she could go back to school and drop off the house keys and then return her car to the people from whom she'd been renting it. And then we had to go for a final dinner at the izakaya. Only she was so efficient, (and we ate so quickly) that we were done at the izakaya by 6:40, managing a couple of drinks each. So we headed off early to our 7:30 karaoke appointment. And as it was a quiet Monday evening, they let us in early, not even saying which room we were in, rather saying "the usual". And we told them it was LeeJay's last night, so halfway through our time they brought us some snacks and requested that we sing a couple of songs for them- of course we obliged, and all of us danced to a-not-very-Whitney version of "I Wanna Dance With Somebody", "Eternal Flame" and later "Karma Chameleon". It was hilarious. They were really kind and generous but we were, probably, their best customers.
After our 3 hour marathon (we could have carried on, but we felt it improper) we returned to mine by taxi and LeeJay finished the packing and we watched Mean Girls again.
Now here comes the tricky part. Only a clairvoyant could reveal the next part to you, because officially I was at home in bed having not slept all night. I shall tap into the netherworld and attempt to reveal the truth of what happened...
On Tuesday morning, 2 ladies, one perhaps called LeeJay, the other called Nao chan and a devilishly handsome and mysterious gentleman all went to the airport together. The mists are telling me that they left an apartment like mine very early and arrived at the airport in good time. I believe the three then went to eat in the restaurant at the airport and had an expensive breakfast of egg and toast while listening to saxophone led piped music, which included bossa tracks and a surprising version of "Never Ending Story" (coincidentally mine and Leejay's karaoke favourite). I am feeling that all three were very shocked and felt this was a sign from above. LeeJay had told me that her plane was to depart at 9:45, so I guess she went through security at around 9:25. The spirits tell me Nao chan was terribly upset, as was the devilishly handsome gentleman, but I can feel a strength and resolve, a certain British stiff upper lip may have been demonstrated at this time by the man. And they watched the plane fly away, waving their hankies and recalling millions of parted lovers throughout time, even though none of them were in any way lovers.
Of course none of these details are clear to me as I was at home in bed having not slept the night before and phoned school at 8:16am to tell them so. Not sleeping is a terrible thing.
Tuesday night and Wednesday night were both incredibly quiet nights. The days at school pass as ever, but everyone has time to chat and I do feel like I am finally getting to know the teachers in some way, so it's pretty good. LeeJay called me yesterday, and we chatted on the phone, her in San Francisco and me in the staffroom, talking and cursing quickly so no-one could understand anything we said...
Bye for now Johanna Chiong-Masis! Now that you're gone, all that's left is a band of gold...
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