Most Definitely An Owl
I’m not a morning person, or as they say, a lark. I'm an owl, for sure. It’s not that I can’t wake up early in the morning. I can. I just don’t like it and won’t do it, unless I really have to. I can be at the office at 6 AM and face workload head on. When that happen, usually I leave home before or shortly after 5 AM.
The reason why I am not a morning person is quite simple, if not riddiculously, straight-forward. I’m just so tired of waking up at the crack of dawn for ten years, from I was 5 through 15 years old.
When my family moved from Jakarta to Cimanggis in 1985, it was too late to put me in a nearby Catholic school. So I was forced to enter Mardi Yuana, a Catholic school in Cibinong, about 30 KM from home. My aunt was the Junior High Principal there, so it was quite easy to put me there. In 1985, there was no transport service for students. So I have to wake up really early to be able to arrive on time, because school started at 7 AM. I used public transportation, alone, at the age of 5.
When I was in the third grade, my parents paid for the transport service. I didn’t have to use public transportation anymore. But, because my house was the furthest from school, they always picked me up first, at 04.45 AM.
I thought this morning madness would end when I graduated from elementary school. I was wrong. It did end, though, but only for a short period of time. A year, to be exact. My grades were good enough to qualify me to enter Regina Pacis Junior High, a prestigious Catholic school in Bogor. As I grew older, my school grew further. My parents put me in this dorm-like home, for out-or-towner students. I didn’t like it. I just hung on for a year, then moved back home. I spent the next two years going back and forth, Cimanggis-Bogor, everyday. It was really hard because of the long hours on the road and I almost always woke up late. I started cutting classes and my parents were finally summoned by the principal, and I was given a fair warning not to cut classes anymore.
My obligation to wake up at the wee hour of morning ended when I started High School. It was in Jakarta, and I mostly went to school with my father driving to his office. University years were even more convenient because it only took 30 minutes top to get there. Those were the best days of my life, waking up when the sun’s already shinning.
Finally, to recap, these are the reasons for me to wake up in the morning:
2. Meeting (important and/or significant) people
3. Great food
5. Traditional market
Picture was borrowed from here.