Awake
This morning when the alarm went off Mike had an especially difficult time getting up and out of bed, asking "do you really have to go to your first class we could just sleep in." I was angered by this because it was so tempting, I replied, "Yes! I do have to go to my first class, I told you not to ask me that anymore, I'm not missing this class again!" We chalked up our grogginess to "you took all the blankets" and " I was cold last night" So we drug ourselves into the shower and did our best to wake up. Arriving on campus we said our I Love You's and our goodbyes. As soon as he drove away I took a look around and something just wasn't right, campus was empty most of the cars in the lots to the dorms still had the layer of frost on their windshields as if they hadn't been disturbed yet this morning, there weren't any last minute stragglers walking quickly to class though there was only four precious minutes remaining before class started. I entered Anspach and their wasn't any chatter in the halls, there was no one smoking or talking on their cell phone out front, and no one waiting in the entry way. I proceeded with a strange feeling, a feeling of isolation and awkward displacement from the norm. I walked slowly down the hall waiting for a sign or an explanation as to why this morning felt so different compared to the many previous Tuesday and Thursday mornings. When I reached my classroom it was dark and empty, a chill ran down my spine and I felt alone. Then I heard the soft footsteps of a young woman approaching, I waved my hand to get her attention. She removed her earphone and turned down her IPod and politely nodded for me to proceed with my question. "Why does campus seem so empty are some classes cancelled?" "I don't know, are they? That would be awesome," she replied. "I don't know thats why I asked you" I said and proceeded to tell her that my class wasn't in session and there was no note explaining the reason and that there was only one class in session in the hall when there is normally three or four atleast. She shrugged and said she didn't know and was sorry she couldn't help. I made my way outside and headed toward the library for some information, because where better to go if what you need is some info. The doors were unlocked but the large building seemed deserted as well, except for the thin faced student wearing thick rimmed glasses who sat at the front desk, who appeared to be overseeing nothing at all. I turned the corner and the computer lab was empty though all the monitors were on displaying the name and colors of the university. Once again that awkward feeling of being alone rushed over me this time it was intensified by the large empty space and high ceilings around me. I peered through the rows of books and there was again no sign of movement. Frustrated, confused and worried for myself I took a few steps back and plopped onto a chair in front of one of the lit monitors. I checked Blackboard and my webmail for answers and was given nothing. I signed onto my instant messenger for contact with a familiar person, hardly anyone was signed on and those who were had their away messages up, I reasoned to myself that they were still sleeping for it was only 9:30 in the morning and glanced at the clock on the monitor and back to the away messages. It then dawned on my that the little clock in the corner of the screen disagreed with me and stated it was only 8:30 a.m. to my own dismay I stood up and checked two more clocks quickly and realized it was in fact only 8:30, it explained everything. Another feeling rushed over me this time it was frustration mixed with embarassment and I once again realized how tired I was. I began to wonder what Mike did upon arriving to school, was he still feeling alone? Or had he already found out the small mistake I made when setting the clock and alarm last night? Saddened, I walked the the elevator and rode it to the fourth floor where I found a desk by the window over looking the north west side of campus. And here I sat typing of this mornings events while the warms sun melted the frost on the windshields of the vehicles and the blades of grass down below. It is now 9:15 a.m. and I must finish this short narrative before I am late to class.... good day... - Me