[MeezDiscreet]

when i woke up that morning, i, like i do every morning, turned on my radio. i heard a bunch of talking on the radio so i changed the dial--same thing. so i decided i would get ready for class and listen to some jazz, but that radio station had talking. then it clicked that all the talking sounded the same, so if something important was going on, i preferred to see it than to hear it.

i turned on the t.v. and saw it, but it really didn't sink in so i turned off the t.v. and listened to a c.d.

i went outside my campus apartments to wait for the shuttle when this girl i didn't know came up to me and the other people and said that classes had been cancelled and that they were ringing the fire alarms on campus. i called her a liar because i was thinking "i practically stay on campus. if they rang the alarms across the street, they would ring these too," so i went on to class.

i had two classes on that day and the first one let out early because the teacher was upset about what happened and was upset that they hadn't closed campus. so, i was sitting around waiting for my second class and i called up one of my friends from back home who told me that she was going to donate blood. then it hit!! WE JUST GOT ATTACKED!! THEY THINK IT WAS BIN LADEN!! MY SECOND CLASS IS THE STUDY OF ISLAM!!! THERE ARE A LOT OF PAKISTANS, INDIANS, AFGHANISTANS IN THAT CLASS!!! I'M NOT GOING TO CLASS!!

so i walked my stupid and ignant tail on back to my place. stupid because it took so long for me to realize that our country had just been attacked and ignant because i was acting as if my classmates were the guilty ones!

that class ended up being cancelled but the chancellor of our university system came under heavy scrutiny for not closing the campuses. and, all that day, my eyes were glued to the news coverage