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I was asleep. I always sleep with the TV on. About 6 am, I had awakened, switched the TV from Comedy Central to NBC and gone back to sleep. I awoke to hearing Katie and Matt on the Today show talking about the first plane. Then the Pentagon was hit. I got out of bed and started calling my boyfriend. He didn't answer. So I kept calling. Finally I got him up and told him to turn the TV on. He was over at my apartment in a matter of minutes.
In the meantime, my roomate and her fiance had come back - their 9 am class had been cancelled. We all sat around and watched TV. The guys talked about how they would do what they had to do to protect their country. The girls talked about ways to get keep their guys from being drafted.
I had 2 classes that day. My first class, at 10:30 - either the teacher didn't know or didn't really want to stop class, becasue we still had a quiz. In the noon class the teacher said something to the effect of "this is bad, but we have work to do." I found that to be really tacky.
That night, some friends and I went out to dinner at Fudrucker's and watched the TVs there. It was so surreal. The president was on TV. We were at war.
I couldn't sleep that night. Or the next.
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