Sit beneath the cherry trees outside of the building in which you have your Japanese class. Contemplate how in Japan they symbolize death, but here, they mean spring and new life. Don’t think too long about this; it will only confuse you.

Watch people walk by. Watch how they are giving you rather strange looks. Blame this on the fact that they don’t see too many young ladies beneath cherry trees contemplating life and death. Ignore the fact that there is no way they could know what you’re thinking about.

Make sure you are in the shade. Sunburns never look good with your hair color.

You will hear people talk and laugh about meaningless things as they walk by you, milling to their next classes like confused ewes. Ponder on the meaninglessness of their words and their existences. Don’t think about this too long either; it will depress you.

The cherry blossoms will seem brighter this year than last. Wonder if it’s just that your outlook has changed.

Shut your eyes a moment, and block out the interference of the light. Now you can be alone with your thoughts on the warm day, your back resting on the cool grass. Tuck your hands comfortably beneath your head. You are pure, full of passion and life and energy, but choose not to expend this today. You are blood and fire and life and spirit.

Fall asleep thinking these thoughts.

Wake up after about hour with a jerk. Your watch, when you hurriedly open your eyes and bring it up to you face, will read 12:47. You have missed most of your English class. With a sigh, decide not to worry about it. The year is long.

Watch out of the corner of your eye as an extremely good-looking boy walks over to you and stands by the edge of the grass, about ten feet away. He will call out to you: “You know that grass had pesticides just put on it, don’t you?” despite the fact that you obviously didn’t.

Jump up looking shocked. Say: “No, I didn’t!” Look embarrassed. Say: “Thank you.” Watch with your face a brilliant shade of crimson as he walks away, giving you a pitying look.