Today I had one those experiences that you really cannot explain. I thought I was operating in a time earlier than it really was. It all started around 0 hundred hours this morning as I used the free beer tickets that I receive from my school each Monday and Thursday. Usually, I receive only one, but yesterday, I had three free beer tickets from Puerta de Chus to start off my night right. A long story short, I looked up and saw that the the time was 4 AM. I must add that I was quite content after dancing and taking fotos with the chicas de Brasil. Maybe too content. So being the responsible hombre that I am, I headed home to get a few hours of sleep before class.
My alarm sounded at 8:00 AM like it does every morning. However, today was different. Today I heard the Mujer de la casa and the hijas. I did not know they had such an early engagement today, pero no pasa nada. Ususally, the house is quite as I get ready. Today, I had to put on my shirt before I exited my bedroon so I could walk down the hall to take a shower. The shower passed me well. I got dressed, ate my breakfast and put lotion on my legs and arms so I would not be ashy. However, walking to the kitchen for breakfast the mas joven hija said something to the effect of, "Taj, what are you doing? You have class at 9:00. It is 10:30." I did not comprehend what she was saying because that is how I am. I am the worst morning person in the world. My brain hurts, I can't speak, I can comprehend anything, and I don't want anybody really to talk to me. So, I just shook off here little joke and said something that I could not even comprehend. However, I had to confirm that it was really 8:30. Sure enough it was, according to my alarm clock.
I said buenos dias and set off for school. Again, I experieneced more stange events. There were more people in the street and talking and walking. Kids were in the park screaming and hurting my head as I was trying to wake up. The sun (actually the haze) was the same as other mornings and I was feeling good. However, all this really threw me out of my MOJO. I did not know what was going on. After 15 minutes of trying to figure out what was happening, I arrived to school. I entered the campus and there was nobody present, just like everyday. Although, the cafeteria was a little noisier. I thought to myself, "Yeah, we are cool homeboy. A little fiesta last night and I am still no time. I have yet to miss a class so why would today be any different." Then bam! I walked into my class and there was my profesor de mi segunda clase.
I was really thrown a curve ball. I did not know what to think because I did not know if I was dreaming or if I was really living. I wanted to ask him if he was substituting for my first professor, but I pulled a Oran Juice Jones and chilled. I turned on my cell phone to verfiy the time. Sure enough, it was 11:15.
What just happened? The timing of everything was perfect for me to think that today was just like any other morning. How did I arrive to class at the exact time of my second class. Why were there not anybody in campus? I still do not know the answers to these questions. I do not know if I am awake or if I am still dreaming. I think I am awake because I just read the Detroit Lion preview on espn.com from Monday. If I am awake, did I wake up and shut my alarm clock off? Is my battery dying in the clock? Hence, the hands of time are moving slowly. Or is this a sign that I cannot handle a few drinks anymore? In either case, dreaming or awake, I am going home to check my clock and then take a nap. I need to regain my composure and sanity because I am all out of wack right now. I need to get back to feeling normal, whatever normal is.