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Yes, I remember...
I was in college in Arizona, which doesn't observe daylight savings so at that time of year is 3 hours behind the East Coast. I didn't have class until 10am, so I was sleeping when I got a frantic call from my mother in Texas saying something about planes and mayhem or something like that, but really, it was an ungodly hour for me so I just got off the phone as quickly as I could.

But curiosity wouldn't allow me to go back to sleep, so I checked the internet to figure out which channel was CNN (even when I had cable, I only ever watched Discovery, Food, and Cartoon Network...), and turned on the TV. I don't remember what I was thinking, other than I kept staring at it as if it was some sort of movie.

The rest of the day is a blur. I know that after watching the towers fall, I went back to sleep, even though it really wasn't long before I was supposed to be in class. I don't remember what time I woke up, but I remember at some point during the day (might have even been while I was watching it on TV; I don't remember) talking with folks on IRC about it.

It still doesn't really seem real to me.
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hnpcc From: hnpcc Date: Tuesday 12th September 2006 06.55 (UTC) (Link)
I know that after watching the towers fall, I went back to sleep, even though it really wasn't long before I was supposed to be in class.

Shock will sometimes do that.

It still doesn't really seem real to me.

No, nor me. It's like a movie, but stranger.
valamelmeo From: valamelmeo Date: Thursday 14th September 2006 18.47 (UTC) (Link)
The shock, yes. Also the fact that I was tired from being woken up more than 2 hours before I'd planned on getting up. It happened at about 9am Eastern, which was about 6am for me (about 8am for my mother; she was already at work). My first class started at 10:40am and I normally didn't get up before 9. I was up until about 9 watching the coverage, and then I decided to go back to bed. I don't think I left my room all day.

I suppose every generation has to have a "where were you when" event... Mom was only 4 when President Kennedy was assassinated, and yet she still remembers where she was (she and her older sister were riding with their stepfather, who crashed the truck just after they heard the announcement on the radio).
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