If you place a room that is cold and dark in an environment that’s twice as cold and humid, then you’d get a picture of how I spent my long rainy weekend stuck in a dark room with my roommate. It would’ve been fine if the power didn’t go out, at least there would’ve been something to do. But since the universe just seem to want to want make things hard for me, the power (as well as the water) just had to go out — and I haven’t even taken a bath.
Unlike our neighbor (she was recording herself while singing and then she played the recording after), I was completely out of creative ideas on what to do. So I gave up and proceeded to warm up my bed until my back hurt. At this point, there were only two things I could think of doing: staring blankly into dark space and erasing someone from existence out of sheer boredom. Well, of course, the latter option is just a fantasy. In the end, I picked neither of the two — I took a bath instead.
At around noon, power came back and life at the dorm resumed. Literally. Everyone shouted and shuffled — we were like Frankensteins gathered in one place.
So what’s the moral of this story? Well, nothing I can think of. I just found it amusing how we rely on technology a lot now and how it can run (or ruin) our lives. That and the creative things people can do when they’re bored.